http://proudambassador.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] proudambassador.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] proudambassador 2010-10-14 04:32 am (UTC)

[At first he spent way too much time glaring at the tarp. It could be full of bugs, and he really didn't want bugs to crawl on him. It was undignified, like this entire place. Then he realized that he could at least manage this. After all, someone else was doing the dangerous part.

Unless the bugs were poisonous. Or they could crawl through your skin and lay eggs which would eat you from the inside out.

At last Ambassador began by kicking the tarp, letting the bugs know that they didn't want to mess with him. Bugs couldn't be particularly intelligent, but maybe they would get the point. Once he was satisfied that they were either fled or dead, he tentatively picked up one side and began shaking it out as best he could while trying to not get dust on his silk shirt.

Once he was satisfied that nothing was left on it that would eat his face, Ambassador looked around. He hadn't told Mindelan where he was, and he didn't even know if they were boy or girl.

Much to his relief he saw someone carrying a bundle of branches. Were those really going to be comfortable? Well, really, few things would be worse than the 'mattress' he'd slept on last night.]


You. You are Mindelan?

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