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WHO: Flint, Wysteria, Miriam, Cassius & You
WHAT: Catch-All
WHEN: Post-dreams, nebulously Guardian-ish
WHERE: Various
NOTES: Warnings (if any) in subject lines.
WHAT: Catch-All
WHEN: Post-dreams, nebulously Guardian-ish
WHERE: Various
NOTES: Warnings (if any) in subject lines.

((OOC NOTE: Anything in bold is closed to one thread, though group threads a-okay.
Feel free to turn this into action brackets if The Spirit Moves You.
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brazier
Arms full of scrolls, Benedict has been suffering behind him for about a minute now, but his patience begins to run out as he kicks it by accident for the third time.
"Can you not just hold a torch like a civilized person?" he snaps, cursing under his breath as one of the scrolls tips off the pile and falls to roll dangerously near the flame.
no subject
"So I asked myself, Why Cassius, you crafty bastard, why not simply take the thing with you when you make your way to the library? Then it can do its work there too. And myself couldn't think of a compelling argument not to. So here we are."
The lit brazier bobs faintly, drifting higher and then lower by minor degrees as if nodding vaguely in agreement.
no subject
"And you couldn't float it in front of you?"