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[gravedigs]

[ Isaac spent literally the entire day sleeping off a bout of wolfsbane poisoning that he isn't actually aware of, and he's still kinda out of it as a result, so he'll freak out way harder about the mysterious new locale later. Right now he's starving, so he smells his way down to where all the food is and pokes around the kitchen lethargically in a white t-shirt and sweatpants, hair messy and feet bare, looking for snacks. He's the very picture of dignity; someone come say hi and he'll reach stuff on the tall shelves for you! ]


[ Apparently, Isaac eventually gets his hands on some food, because you can hear the crunching of something loud like chips over the open page. He's even marginally more aware now! ]

Okay, so I'm going to feel really stupid if this doesn't actually work, but hello? Anyone?

... I should have brought a pen. And some sanity.

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[gravedigs]

[ Frodo you are officially Isaac's favorite pint-sized person in the whole castle. ]

Nah, I'm not really a story-telling guy. Not very good with words, you know? [ Also how do you talk about that one time you totally went to a rave and roofied a lizard monster so you could talk to the not-actually-dead-guy possessing him without sounding crazy? ] What about you?

[bronwe]

[ Cooking seems easy for him and his movements are practiced, needing to give it little attention so he can focus instead on his new company. ]

The weirdest day of my life must be the moment I rolled into the lobby, too. And I didn't even see chairs appear out of thin air then!

[gravedigs]

[ For his part, Isaac just tries really hard not to salivate from his magical seat. He watches with rapt attention, anyway. ]

What did you see? I feel like I should be bracing myself.

[bronwe]

[ Frodo would take any salivating as a compliment, really. ]

Many things. I saw a girl as small as the palm of my hand!

[gravedigs]

Wait, seriously?[ Isaac squints at him, as though suspicious. ] I mean, no offense, dude, but you're already pretty tiny.

[bronwe]

[ He laughs. The man sure is candid, in the best way possible. ]

None taken. But she was so small that I might keep her in my pocket. I didn't think to ask what she is, if not human.