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Who: Exael, others
When: Day 5, Afternoon
Where: The Arena.
What: Game 3

[ Another day, another blast of the trumpets, another game.

Exael is there this time, in her human guise, standing in the center of the arena, and in the center of a giant circular mirror with a clock face painted on, that has been installed in the floor beneath her.

Both of the painted hands are currently pointed towards XII

Exael raises both her arms with a flourish and calls out as people enter: ]

Come one, come all! Take your positions, for soon the curtains will rise on our next act!

[[ OOC: If you have IRC, please join #raqia on the Lunarnet server ]]

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...?

[she looks back behind her. hadn't--hadn't they already been in there?]

[ yeah it's the same room. it's just. the same room three hours in the future. the same much messier room.

with a talking cat. ]

[...cat??]

Wait, what?

Back again, I said. I would use smaller words, but I am not sure I know any.

[ ... talking asshole cat ]

I heard that part, it's--why are you talking, since when could you talk? What'd you do with the time, what'd you do with my books?

I always could talk. I am simply groggy when I wake. Do you want to talk to anyone, first thing in the morning?

...It was already afternoon.

I am a cat.

. . . to explain, in case you were unaware, cats spend the majority of their time asleep. Also, we are typically nocturnal.

Wow, it is fascinating how much I don't care. Where's this key, so you can get back to your ever-important naptime?

Hidden. I was given it for safe keeping.

Hand it over, then, it's not like you've got all day.

I do, actually.

You're the one who said you were nocturnal. That implies that your days don't have much at all.

[ yawns, widely ]

I'd like something for it.

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