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[dontpokethat]

Who: Ginko and assorted people
Where: Various locations around Portland
When: Late Week 3 and early Week 4
What: After trying to kidnap a child, getting kidnapped himself, and having his face set on fire, Ginko has a lot of catching up to do.
Warnings: talk of aforementioned face-burning probably, others tba as necessary

[Prompts below!]

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[fourthscribe]

"You have?"

She looks up, brows creasing with concern, and her hand tightens over Ginko's.

"There must be something causing this. But I can't...I can't think of what." And that anxiety, on top of everything else, honestly isn't doing her any favors. "I know there was...there's something about mountains. They were important, but I can't figure out why."

[dontpokethat]

"Mountains..." He sits back and shoves his free hand through his hair, squeezing his eye shut. "Definitely sounds familiar, anyway, but-- yeah. I'm not sure why. Mountains, a river, a carnival... it all just sounds like nonsense."

But, if he's not the only one, it's got to mean something.

[fourthscribe]

She hums a soft affirmative, her gaze going slightly distant. "I remember something like a library, but...incredibly old. And there was a room where writing crawled all over the walls." It really does sound ridiculous, doesn't it? Like some fever dream that should have been forgotten. But it can't be, not with how real it felt.