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Re-Entry 19: Video/Spam
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[The communicator switches on to an extreme close-up of a brown eye, narrowed in confusion. After a second, it pulls back to show Felix's face, then even farther back as he holds it out at arm's length. He appears to be wearing... chainmail? It must be, because he's got a sword in the other hand.
He smiles suddenly.]
My, but this is a marvelous work of magic! What do you call this device?
[Spam for Dean]
[Something propelled him to cabin 4-18, but now that he's here, he can't imagine what. A quest? Some item? He's rummaging through the oddly cold box by the bed when he hears the door open. He turns, raising his sword.]
Who goes there?
[Spam for the CES]
[After some further cursory exploration, Sir Felix the Very Affected has decided to set up camp -- literally -- in the CES. He didn't find much of interest in the room, but he did find ale and a great deal of what looks like useless paper to use for tinder and kindling. He sits comfortably by his crackling fire, warming his hands.]
[The communicator switches on to an extreme close-up of a brown eye, narrowed in confusion. After a second, it pulls back to show Felix's face, then even farther back as he holds it out at arm's length. He appears to be wearing... chainmail? It must be, because he's got a sword in the other hand.
He smiles suddenly.]
My, but this is a marvelous work of magic! What do you call this device?
[Spam for Dean]
[Something propelled him to cabin 4-18, but now that he's here, he can't imagine what. A quest? Some item? He's rummaging through the oddly cold box by the bed when he hears the door open. He turns, raising his sword.]
Who goes there?
[Spam for the CES]
[After some further cursory exploration, Sir Felix the Very Affected has decided to set up camp -- literally -- in the CES. He didn't find much of interest in the room, but he did find ale and a great deal of what looks like useless paper to use for tinder and kindling. He sits comfortably by his crackling fire, warming his hands.]
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