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Zelos Wilder ([personal profile] choiced) wrote in [community profile] ioduanlogs 2018-04-22 03:06 am (UTC)

B!

Zelos doesn't spend as much time in his room at the Bridge as he did when he first arrived. Dormitory housing is still weird. It was weird in Sybak, and it's weird here. Good thing he doesn't strictly need to eat or sleep anymore, or he might actually be forced to make some tough choices.

But it's raining out, and without any lightning thundering through massive storm clouds up in the sky, flying through rain is boring. So Zelos is currently on his way back to his room, hair and shoulders damp. He pushes open his door --

-- which opens a few centimetres and then thumps against something, and refuses to open any further.

Zelos hesitates, frowning at the wood like it could somehow tell him what's going on. "What the hell?" he asks out loud, and tries again, swinging the door banging back into whatever's blocking it. And again. And again. "Hey!" he calls through the crack. "Trahearne! Are you in there? What's going on with the door?"

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