private for Germaryah

Hey dude. Just checking if you wanted to do something? Video games, chill out, maybe go in the enclosure and do some work with that charm I gave you? What ever you're up for, I'll be there!

Just let me know!

private for Vincent Smith

Hey, you want to come over and help me figure out what I'm going to do with all these cranes?
And also maybe, you know. Catch up?

[Does someone sound super hopeful about that? He's trying not to be, really. But man has it gotten harder the longer he's had to hold it in.]

Sup yall?

We getting back into the swing of things? Kind of? If you're not thats okay. This might not be everyone's first rodeo down to hell. [He knows cause hes the last person who brought one on board.]

But if you need anyone to talk to or you just want to sit and put your energy into something else for a little bit? Here's a little reminder that I do Origami classes three days a week in the gazebo, right after yoga. Monday, Wednesday and Friday mornings, and this month I'm gonna focus on paper airplanes since there's a million and one ways to do that.

If you feel like writing something down on the paper before you fold them up and throw them off the Barge? I won't look, and I'm not keeping track, so have at it.

Though Im always in there regardless, morning shift so if you've got an itch to fold? I'll be right here, bright and early! Bring your requests, or a folding book from the library and we'll figure out how to make it, no problemo.

[And Hanna will be spending a lot of his time in the Gazebo, working on stringing cranes together after the crane-explosion that was his near two months bed rest. There are trash bags full of the things, and he doesn't mind giving them away individually or in strings of a hundred.

He's still a little fragile, but he is attempting to expand his diet a little, seen nibbling on basics in the dining hall and continuing his stamina building in the gym.

And, probably to the surprise of many, Hanna shows up in the pool, wearing only a pair of swim shorts and sporting a mostly healed zig-zagging scar from his collar bone down to his hip. The remains of the runic magic he'd had on his skin for a decade are slowly fading, though its taken longer than just the ink fading, the skin where they'd been a lighter shade on his already pale skin. He isn't the best swimmer, but the joy he's gettinf out of it is more the point than truly exercising.]