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Guud effternuun stoodents. I hupe-a yuoo ell keep up zee drema here-a tudey. Yesterdey ves leeke-a oone-a ooff my suep ooperes cumeeng tu leeffe-a! It ves fery ixceeting.

Tudey's Menoo Is:

-Salmun

-Meexed Veggeees

-Igg Drup Suoop

-Hem Sundveeches

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"Yeah...I just want to be able to handle the stress, y'know? Especially with these," he said, extending his claws. "I don't want these guys to come out at the wrong time just because I couldn't handle a situation."

"Whoa." Blair leaned closer to look at Vic's hands. "Those are new, aren't they?"

"Yeah, they are. They just came in on Thursday. I have them on my toes, too; that's why I'm wearing sandals and socks instead of just shoes. Little fuckers ripped through my Nikes last week."

"Bummer." Blair shook his head and shrugged. "Well, when do you want to start? I figure I'll teach you meditation first, which will give you a chance to focus and release some of your negative energy."

"And hopefully nothing really weird will happen." Blair muttered under his breath.

"Yeah, tell me about it. I don't think I have anyone waiting for me in another realm, though, so we should be cool. Um...we could either do it tonight or tomorrow or the next day, whenever you have time. I know youneed to set stuff up and all."

[ooc: SO sorry that this ahs taken so long. LJ is frequently a punk to me, and then I had lunch, but hopefully we'll be good for a while.]

"You'd be suprised how little I have to set up." Blair grinned and bounced. "How about we plan for tomorrow ~~at handwavey time~~?"

[ooc:I'll try and set up a post in my journal early tomorrow and through the magic of chronofluidity it can be whenever]

"That'll be cool. Thanks for your help, Blair."

[ooc: Works for me! Thanks!]

"No problem, Victor, and I really hope things go better for you."

"I hope so, too."

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