1st Floor Rec Room - Wednesday Night

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Kyle didn't like the fog. He didn't like not being able to see what was going on around him. The result of that had been Kyle spending the week not straying from the dorms. The dorms were defensible, had clean enough air and supplies. Not that he was too worried yet, since it was just fog and the occasional weird story, but he always sized up where he was staying in terms of defensibility and supplies.

The TV was on in the background, just white noise at this stage, but Kyle wasn't paying attention to that. He was sitting and looking out the window, watching the dark. Anything could be out there in this visibility and that bothered him.

[OOC: Open all night, rather like Denny's, only without the grease and vague smell of pot.]

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"Maybe it does depend on how long yer in it fer," George thought out loud. "Cause I was jus' headin' out while Beka had gone fer a run, and it didn' seem t'be affectin' me much. I can be lookin' up in th' library tomorrow an' see if I can find anythin'."

He shrugged. "They probably already have been if others've been runnin' into it."

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"So we wait," Kyle guessed. "And watch and hope for the best?" He didn't seem too happy with the idea.

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He looked up at Kyle, obviously thinking hard as he weighed the ideas in his head. "Twenty-four hours," he said finally. "Tisn't much good jus' waitin' beyond that. See what they've been findin', talk t'th' mages an' th' like, make a plan from there."

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He was silent for a moment, deciding how to reply. A nod came shortly after. "Can't do anything tonight," he conceded. "You're opening the library tomorrow right?"