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[heliotroping]

[He had no idea where that shiny golden ring came from, but it was on his desk when he woke up. Peculiar. He cautiously picked it up, prepared for something to suddenly change or swing in, but nothing happened.

It was certainly a very pretty ring. It radiated power and reminded him of the sun. Maybe it was a relic from home. Well if there was harm in putting it on, he'll find out.

He was right. It did radiate magnificent power, as if he were under strong sunlight without feeling the heat. Speaking of the sun, since it was autumn his sunlight intake had decreased. Time to change that.]

[Boy is it just you or has it suddenly gotten hot again? The sun sure seems like it's beating down as hard as it was during the summer time, almost maliciously.

In fact, it's so persistent, sometimes the sun peaks out at night for a few moments. It seems to be worst on the roof...]

[written]

It's sunny again. It's nice.

[ooc: Guess who has the ring]

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[sugarwaffo]

[Despite being a snow fairy, Sugar loved the sun too. She had a good friend who was a sun fairy. While it did not capture the same majesty that her mother's snow had, a warm, sunny day could be so cheerful.

However, this was way too hot for autumn! Sugar has been flying around, trying to help others deal with the heat, when she decides to take a more direct approach. She flies straight up to the hottest point on the roof and finds Django.]

Excuse me! Are you the sun fairy?

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[heliotroping]

[Normally he'd weirded out by being called a fairy, but he glares at the sudden fairy intruder!]

I'm not a fairy.

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[sugarwaffo]

[Sugar counter the glare by crossing her tiny arms.]

Well, in that case, do you know who is making it sunny?

[silentrunning]

[Chell's burning up. It's so freaking hot that she feels like her brain is blistering.]

I'm glad YOU think it's nice.

[She writes back in a grumpy scrawl.]

I think it sucks!

written forever

[heliotroping]

Some people don't even get sunlight. You should appreciate it.

Re: written forever

[silentrunning]

[She writes back.]

I KNOW that. I like sun. But there is such a thing as TOO MUCH sun! And my you're a grumpy pants today.

[She has noooo clue you have the ring.]

[heliotroping]

This isn't too bad. It's more intense further south, I hear.

[does she even know what it is]

[silentrunning]

[Nooope. She sure doesn't.]

But it shouldn't be this time of year.

[She takes a bite of her shaved ice. Hey Django! Have some shaved ice on your journal. Though it's honestly an accident.]

[heliotroping]

Do you have to be so messy?

[silentrunning]

[And she'll use a phrase she heard one of her more foul-mouthed friends utter once.]

Who peed in your Wheaties, Django?

[heliotroping]

You might as well have.

[silentrunning]

Jesus. Just because I got shaved ice on your journal? Seriously, what is your problem? You usually don't act this way. Is the Castle being a dick again or something?

[heliotroping]

Maybe you're just being unusually annoying.

[silentrunning]

And maybe you're being a fart.

[heliotroping]

I don't need to take this from you.

[both_neither]

Sunny is putting it a little mildly.

[heliotroping]

Does it matter?

[both_neither]

There's a little distinction between warm and heatstroke, yeah.

[heliotroping]

Only if you're careless.

[both_neither]

Don't you think that's a little insensitive?

[heliotroping]

It's the truth.

[both_neither]

There are angles to the truth.

[heliotroping]

It still points to the same thing.

[papillo]

Be careful what you wish for.

[heliotroping]

I've been here long enough to know. You don't have to preach to me.

[papillo]

It hasn't stopped anyone.

[heliotroping]

And that's their business.