[Text/In Person] [Backdated to Saturday]

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There's food downstairs in the kitchen, for anyone who wants it. Should be enough for most of the people here now.


{{In the Kitchen...}}

[The Arcabaleno is once again, significantly taller than many would be used to, and apparently in a mostly good mood; he's still hanging around the kitchen, leaning by the wall with his hat brim down, Leon the chameleon draped over his shoulders like some kind of odd currently green scarf.]

[And as for the food? You had a very bored Italian with a perfectionist streak; there's mussels in butter and seasonings, garlic and white wine risotto with clams, potato gnocchi with tomato sauce, baked fish with lemon and spices, and a couple different varieties of pasta.]

[Action/Video]

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[Hey guys, guess what! It's time for Chime-cam again! If you look closely you can see clear claws on the edges of the video frame.

...and unless you're blind, you can see a grey pegasus pony almost completely flat on top of a cloud, looking severely unhappy. Sort of like this, actually. The pony lifts her head enough to look at Chime for a moment.]

Chime, stop that. I'm not in the mood to- oh Mila bless it, you're recording again, aren't you. [Normally Tris would give chase. Instead, she's just moving her head back flat.]