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[earthen_hope]

[The page is a little soggy around the edges and slightly stained with chlorophyll and sap. A week in a tree does few favors to a journal.]

I'm back to normal now. It looks like everyone is too.

Being able to fly was wonderful, but I'm still really happy to be in my own body again. I'll try not to miss any more work than I already have. If something else happens I'll come in anyhow just as long as I've got thumbs.

I know I startled and frightened some people. I'm really sorry about that. I didn't mean to, but I guess it happens when you turn into a dragon.

Peachblossom, do you have some free time?

There was another fellow I met on Captain Planet. If you don't mind I'd like to talk to you as well, please. We should meet each other properly.

[this is added a short time later.]

By the way, has anyone seen a guy carrying a sapling?

[ooc: Joan--I know the thread with Huo's not done yet, but if he does tell her his name she probably doesn't want to misspell it. XD]

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Re: Slowlog

[of-mindelan.livejournal.com]

[Peach considers. Do people here speak much about their birth dreams? She doesn't remember anyone saying that. It seems like something about what happens here, she shouldn't tell anyone about, but what? After a pause, she decides she can share a detail, and if the Ordeal doesn't like it, too bad.]

There was someone in my dream who didn't want me to fight because I'm a woman. I was to be kept safe, even though there was a need. [She doesn't give away what she thinks about that.] It's some old tradition, I think.

If I ever remember anything about her, I'll let you know. [She keeps her speculations about the woman to herself. They're all ungrounded, anyway.]

[The dog - who's a mutt, but with some bull terrier (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bull_Terrier) traits - trots up jauntily and sits, crooked tail stirring the dust.]

[Passing dogs and other animals have been coming to greet Peach since she was literally wet behind the ears. This one's different, though. He's an ugly dog, scarred and thick-jawed, and something about him... Is it the oddly knowing look in his tiny, triangular eyes?]

Good boy. Where's your owner?

[He stands and noses the palm she's holding out to sniff.]

Re: Slowlog

[feathered-earth.livejournal.com]

It's a ridiculous old tradition--[oh sup that wasn't so diplomatic. Hopefully Peachblossom won't be offended.] When there's a need to fight, anyone who can shouldn't be barred from it.

[She nods. Even if neither of them found out much that was specific, Krile's still glad to have a little more understanding about her friend and the place she came from.]

Thanks. I wish I could tell you more about Honor, but I don't think she remembered much about her home herself.

[She watches the dog curiously. It's certainly not a picturesque critter, but he seems tame despite his rough looks.]

He looks like a smart fellow. I don't think I've seen him around before, though.

Re: Slowlog

[of-mindelan.livejournal.com]

[A little amusement shows in her eyes, but otherwise it doesn't appear that Peach heard that first part.]

I can't disagree. I don't think I'd make a very good dainty lady, anyway.

She sounds like someone I'd have liked to know. [Maybe, Peachblossom thinks, Honor was here for the same reason Peach was. Does that mean she passed?]

[She checks the dog's collar. It's not as fancy as the collar that was, say, on Taichou's neck when she was taking care of him for Rain, with the clips and dangling metal. This is just a sturdy leather strap with four letters carved into it.

"Jump"?

[He whuffs, and after a moment - nods.]