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Date Posted: 10:50:47 01/15/02 Tue
Author: YP
Subject: ((I didn't get online yesterday :-( ::sniff:: Oh well.)) Yohji's dissapeared!
In reply to: Basillisk 's message, "Attention everyone!" on 16:37:54 01/13/02 Sun

Yohji grinned and picked up a pick axe, and then began to wander down into the bowls of the cave. After manuvering through twists and turns, he found a suitable spot. There was a small crack in the wall, and upon widening it, Yohji found a small open area. It was tall enough for him to stand in and wide enough just to be cozy. He shrugged off his coat and began to pick out spots on the wall he would use as shelving. With his coat off, you could see all of his weaponry. Twin kodachi rested on his back, although they weren't his primary defense. That was given to the Sakabato at his side. Miscellaneous knifes and throwing daggers were stuck in his belt, or tied to the kodachi. He finished the shelves on the second day, and stripped himself of his weapons. He put them up, and took off his shirt. He washed his face and chest in the small water source that trickled through his roof. He looked around him. A futon here, a pillow there, and it would be perfect. The crack he had widened to get in and out would only allow one person, making sure noone could come with out him knowing. He'd do the door tommorow. He had eaten all his hard tack, and decided to see if Gryffen could whip something up for him.

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