MarinaNova Asylum

[ Video, maybe not much before noon. ]

So. [ Neil was tossing a rubber duckie in one hand. ] If anyone's frustrated with these things yet, there's a shooting range that can use some variety of targets. If you come by and dump these things for me - or us - to shoot, you can stand by and watch them be destroyed, fair and square.

And by us I mean anyone who wants to be on the other side of things, feel free to join me. Artemis? Lyle? I'll be at the range.


[ Action: at the shooting range, well into the early evening. ]

[ Neil did head out directly for the location he had named, filling up a bag with duckies on his way. There, he'd be around, both to show off with easy cheer, and to talk shop with those who felt like it. Or work through challenges with them. That could also be fun.

He was fine. Not like he'd spent the day before trying to sort out through his own head when it came to memories and family losses or anything. Just. Fine.

Whoever showed up, they'd be greeted with a cheerful, ]

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