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[gentleidealist]

[dictated]

[The journal falls open and picks up the soft sounds of a teenage boy's slumber. After a minute, it's interrupted by an wet snort.] Ugh... go away.

[Shifting. It sounds like someone tossing around on straw.] Noishe, I'm trying to sleep here. [His fingers curl into rough fur. He grumbles and tries to shove the disturbance away, but it's far heavier than he anticipated.

He opens his eyes.]

Wha— ... you're not Noishe. And this isn't my house.

[followed by, louder--]

Where are your eyes?!

[ooc: Lloyd is waking up in the stables with his baby. Hope this is okay! ♥

Also I am going to sleep now. Tags when I wake up.]

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[gentleidealist]

Might as well see what they gave me for a room.

[a pause, and then--]

... I'm gonna have to go through this whole place, aren't I?

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

Ah-

[a nervous laugh]

Did you...not wake up there?

[gentleidealist]

Nope... I woke up in the stables with some kind of fuzzy cow trying to eat my face.

I've had better days.

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

Oh-!

You mean Jr.!

[gentleidealist]

Huh? Jr. who?

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[Allen Jr, but you'll never know.....technically wouldn't he be Allen the III? Who knows.]

That animal! Her name is Jr.! She was a buffalo that got brought back with us from an expedition by you and another boy!

She's probably missed you!

[gentleidealist]

[An animal named after a person named after an animal. It's a neverending cycle of misunderstanding.]

That... would make sense. Except for the part where none of this makes sense. [He sighs.] I feel bad for freaking out, though. She probably just wanted to lick my face or something, you know, like a dog.

[THAT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE EITHER]

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[a small laugh]

You'll get used to the nonsensical ways of this world eventually. But I promise, she's perfectly friendly....even if you do freak out.

[gentleidealist]

That's encouraging. -- Did she ever have eyes?

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

Ah-

No, I'm afraid not. [Let's not get into that nightmare fuel thing]

[gentleidealist]

... Oh.

I guess I don't want her hauling stuff or anything...

[... so unsure.]