The theory of relativity means you don't kill your relatives.
When: 2 am on March 20
Where: Shy's room in Fischer's compound
What: Ribbon is starting to feel better.
( Well is a relative term. Right along with sane. )
Who: Shy, Ribbon NPC'd, Fisher remotely
When: Sunday, January 25th, 11PM [reposted/backdated because I suck]
Where: Island near the beach/Shy's room
What: Shy witnesses a break by one of the few people he cares about
Notes: Di, let me know if anything needs to be changed
Who: Shy, Ribbon
When: Early Friday morning, nearing the 5AM mark
Where: Nearing White Block
What: Shy has finished his shift and is headed home
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