Hmm, oddly enough that sparked an interesting notion in my head for Kraulik and his friend....
Finesse As we walked away from the Engine room, both deep in thought about how we could figure out the burglar alarm (or whatever it was) and get through the wall, we noticed other people passing us. First a group of two men from the Shuffleboard deck tribe, who glared at Kraulik and just frowned at me; nothing special there and then a woman from the Anchor tribe; another woman, this time from Tribe Deck 2B, and then a single young-ish man with scars running from his shoulders to his wrists on both arms. "Chuckles is comatose," he whispered as he walked past us, carrying on as though he'd not spoken. "Chuckles wrote 'Finesse' on the cabin that that guy lives in," I murmured to Kraulik before he could comment, and my mind starting wondering again what Chuckles had meant by all these names.
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Hmm, oddly enough that sparked an interesting notion in my head for Kraulik and his friend....
Finesse
As we walked away from the Engine room, both deep in thought about how we could figure out the burglar alarm (or whatever it was) and get through the wall, we noticed other people passing us. First a group of two men from the Shuffleboard deck tribe, who glared at Kraulik and just frowned at me; nothing special there and then a woman from the Anchor tribe; another woman, this time from Tribe Deck 2B, and then a single young-ish man with scars running from his shoulders to his wrists on both arms.
"Chuckles is comatose," he whispered as he walked past us, carrying on as though he'd not spoken.
"Chuckles wrote 'Finesse' on the cabin that that guy lives in," I murmured to Kraulik before he could comment, and my mind starting wondering again what Chuckles had meant by all these names.
Greg - well, happy to oblige! However unintentionally!
Hmm, the intrigue continues. I am very, very much hooked by this tale.
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