fortunefail: (Not listening!~)
[Wearing a thick cloak and hands buried deeply in his pockets, Yuan is stumping through Luceti, heading for the forest. Things are getting far too crowded for his liking, so he'll go out to find some peace and quiet. He's bringing his journal along just in case, unaware it's recording:]

...Damn. It's so cold, you could hammer a nail with a frozen banana.

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