Late night magic post

[sharpasafawkes]

[What? you think Cesare gets all the fun and dealing with trauma? Balls no.

Which is to say it's night and three completely sane assassins are sleeping.]

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[sharpasafawkes]

There's actually bio-luminescent plants and animals, but we'd need to head back there to make sure.

[maleborgia]

...Really? *your laptop is now being used to search for these, brb* Like algae, you mean?

[sharpasafawkes]

Exactly, and a few invertebrates.

[maleborgia]

*looking through these pictures! :o *

Are they common in North America? But I suppose that doesn't matter here.

[sharpasafawkes]

[m-my laptooop]

I'm not sure, to be honest.

[maleborgia]

*I'm putting to to good use :) *

But you don't see any traces of them in this sample. We should go back and check the pools themselves. I wish you had brought that up when we were there. It would have saved a trip.

[sharpasafawkes]

Look mate, just because there's odd things in compost doesn't mean I put every lump of it from here under a microscope, it didn't occur to me at the time. But if you want we can head back tonight, just as long as we're prepared to fend the bats off.

[maleborgia]

*closing the laptop, puts it with the books*

All right. What do you have with you? We can stop at your cabin to get the rest.

[sharpasafawkes]

...Are you sure we can't go by yours for supplies? I've got enough food for a meal, the shotgun and some basic supplies, but we'll need to pick up the rest.

[maleborgia]

Oh, fine. I thought it would be convenient to bring along one of the others.

[sharpasafawkes]

Trust me, Malik won't be any help right now and we don't want Desmond to figure anything out.

[maleborgia]

What happened?

[sharpasafawkes]

Malik's switched places, and Desmond...

Well I got him off of it by saying it was something camp did, but he doesn't need to start getting that it's something camp did with a guided hand.

[maleborgia]

I see. *picking his things up to take down the ladder--if they're going to Canada, he's just going to drop it off there* So who is in Malik's place?

[sharpasafawkes]

An oh so put-upon fratboy, poor fella.

[maleborgia]

...A fratboy?

[sharpasafawkes]

[....

idk how even to describe one to a 15th century warlord, so DESCRIPTION GOES HERE]

[maleborgia]

*that was both enlightening and full of british snark!*

Oh. *jumps off that last step on the ladder* That's strange. How long will he be staying with you?

[sharpasafawkes]

No clue. That one's hard to predict.

[maleborgia]

Was he the one you woke?

[sharpasafawkes]

No, both of them.

[maleborgia]

I'm glad I do not live with you. No offense meant, of course.

[sharpasafawkes]

Yes, you already made your position quite clear on "that horrible noise".

[maleborgia]

*the slightest twitch at that*

Oh, you know it would be a horrible idea. You didn't even want me to show up tonight.

[sharpasafawkes]

No, just being used as your research lackey without you even asking.