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melodiesoflife2017-01-10 02:05 pm
mindofathief) wrote in melodiesoflife2017-01-10 02:05 pm
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I'll Face Myself - Duster
Who: Duster and anyone helping with his shadow, open to people in the laboratory
Where: Laboratory
When: Month of December
What: Free T-shirts! Oh, and Duster is finally facing his Shadow. There are two starters in the comments.
It's late. Not dark enough for it to be considered night, for the Moogles working in the lab to wish for warm blankets and hot Kupo Cocoa, but dark enough that the hallways are lit by artificial light. The blues of the night have always comforted Duster. They remind him of midnight walks, of the dark but persistent ocean, of cool castle corridors. Even the falling now brings its own particular type of light.
But tonight is not the night for calm reflection. Duster has an important job, one that the fate of Crystallis depended on.
Following him is Tamekichi, wearing the sunglasses that never come off no matter the time of day. The Moogle is carrying a brown cardboard box over his head.
"I'm ready," he said to himself, facing the door leading to the Black Crystal laboratory room.
Where: Laboratory
When: Month of December
What: Free T-shirts! Oh, and Duster is finally facing his Shadow. There are two starters in the comments.
It's late. Not dark enough for it to be considered night, for the Moogles working in the lab to wish for warm blankets and hot Kupo Cocoa, but dark enough that the hallways are lit by artificial light. The blues of the night have always comforted Duster. They remind him of midnight walks, of the dark but persistent ocean, of cool castle corridors. Even the falling now brings its own particular type of light.
But tonight is not the night for calm reflection. Duster has an important job, one that the fate of Crystallis depended on.
Following him is Tamekichi, wearing the sunglasses that never come off no matter the time of day. The Moogle is carrying a brown cardboard box over his head.
"I'm ready," he said to himself, facing the door leading to the Black Crystal laboratory room.
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He slung an arm around Duster's shoulders. It looked like Rialynn was out, but maybe the others would come out for a victory celebration. If not, he and Duster could party. Either way sounded fine to him.