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>Kenchak says, "Ohh.. I thought they were both in thoughts." >Kenchak says, "Quiet as the grave." >Tonglen peers at you over the rim of his spectacles. >The bandages binding Kenchak's head soak through with blood as it begins bleeding again. >Kenchak works carefully at tending his wounded head. >Kythera sets about picking the driftwood trunk... >You hear a *SNAP* and a mumbled curse from Kythera's direction. >Kythera mumbles something unprintable. >Tonglen winces. >Kythera looked like he was about ready to punch the trunk. >Kythera stands up. >Kythera just tried to kick the trunk! >Kythera shakes his driftwood trunk! >Tonglen begins chortling at Kenchak. >Kythera tries to eat a reinforced driftwood trunk. >Tonglen blinks at Kythera. >Kythera offers Tonglen a reinforced driftwood trunk. >Tonglen accepts Kythera's driftwood trunk. >Tonglen says, "sorry about yer pick" >(Tonglen hops up ...

[Yulugri Wala, Floor Seating] Bright red upholstered seats allow guests to sit in comfort for the performances.  This section of the floor seating provides few frills, but does allow a clear view of the stage -- as long as the occupants of the seats farther forward are not too tall.   Marssi came through a curtain. Marssi beams! Marssi says, "Oh hi! Thanks for coming out to see our production of Behind the Lines, which was written by Leucius Delrazzio! This play has been a long time in the making, so I'm pretty excited to be presenting it to you all today. Attempts have been made a few times, but since the Elpalzi are still a threat, many of the groups which would normally produce a play were wary of so controversial a subject." Marssi frowns. Marssi says, "It seems the old advice of, 'If you want something done correctly, do it yourself,' still holds. So that's what we've done! We've formed a group just for tonight to pre...