Third Floor CR, Evening

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Alanna was spread out on a couch, her laptop balanced on her stomach and Faithful next to it. There were scrolls spread out on the floor and table next to her as well as a few books. A map was carefully weighed down on the table as well. There was also Chinese take-out at the other end of the table and a plate of cookies.

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[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"What're you doing?" Dawn asked, spotting the scrolls. She'd spent the day in her room, not that she was moping about Sam being gone or anything. "Also, hi."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna sighed. "Don't ask. Twin decided to be more useless than always. So guess who gets to run the fief?"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Please tell me not Faithful? No offense," she apologized to the cat. "How do you run a fief from here?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Yes, Faithful. Through letters. Of course, it would help if a. I knew what I was doing and b. the last time someone did this wasn't a year before I was born."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"So what're you going to do?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Pray that no one invaded, the crops don't die, and no plague hits until I can hand it over to someone else." Alanna paused. "Which brings up the question: who? Since Aly isn't from Trebond..."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"And she's here..." Dawn added, ever helpful.

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"But from the future..." Alanna pointed out.