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You look across the skybridge just to even see if she's there.

As you suspected, the door looks locked.  If you want to go check for yourself, go right ahead, but I warn you, it most definitely is locked, and unwelcoming.

Hey, look at the time.  It seems as though your miscites and that long fight with your sis has let time pass a while, and now it seems like the sun is setting.  Damn fall, always messing with time.  Last week, the sun was setting at 8 o'clock, now it's setting at 7 - I mean, geez!

You have an agreement with your friends, all of whom are on the nocturnal side, even surprisingly the troll girl, that you would start talking with them when it starts to get dark.  As is the case with most things, you somehow found your way into an agreement where you could only speak with them at night, or unless it's urgent.  As you are the early bird, summers are sometimes without sleep, but then again, you take naps, so I guess that cancels each other up.

Now that you know what time it is, you think it's best to go back to your house and start chatting up all of them.  You figure now's all good time enough since that new Sburb game came out recently.  You figure it'll be fun, and perhaps you could even set up a game with all of them, Terzei seems to cheer you quite a bit about that.

Satisfied with the miniature amount sleuthing you commenced, you retire to the next command, Mr. Unknown

>Syb: Fly home while being bombarded by knitted frogs your sister made