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Grigory Williamson (arollofthedice) wrote in inpoormerit, @ 2010-03-21 17:53:00

In Times of Crisis..
Who: Gor, Riff
Where: The Pub
When: Mid-day

Gor's little adventure had left his pale skin reddened from the sun. He was not at all accustomed to being in direct sunlight, and it seemed his floundering on the beach had been a little too much for his body to handle. Although he was not so badly burned that his skin was peeling, he did, nonetheless, feel somewhat sick.

Driven by the rumbling of his stomach, the teenager had managed to scrounge up a can of condensed chicken noodle soup. The bowl was sitting in front of him now, still steaming from its time on the stove, but the book in front of him had captivated the teenager's attention. The large hard-covered book featured large, colorful drawings of a variety of fantastic creatures, and Gor was combing through the book with an all-consuming interest in its contents.

He doubted he'd ever see any of his gaming group ever again, but if he ever did, at least he'd be ready with 4.0.