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needsaparrotXander had unlocked the doors up there and was checking out the facilities... but not speculatively eyeing the corner room that looked like it could easily be set up as a carpentry workshop because that would mean he was thinking things he couldn't afford to be thinking.
He'd left a note downstairs at the desk indicating where he was, just in case someone came by looking for him, and one on the door of his apartment.
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[OOC: Locked to a couple of specific people to preserve sanity; veritable mountain of work on desk may mean bouts of SP-from-Hades-the-place.]
He'd left a note downstairs at the desk indicating where he was, just in case someone came by looking for him, and one on the door of his apartment.
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[OOC: Locked to a couple of specific people to preserve sanity; veritable mountain of work on desk may mean bouts of SP-from-Hades-the-place.]
