<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> The Dark Secret of the plugs</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Reference to actual Aztec jewelry or way to put modded stealth tags on people, your choice. (It's the first. Totally the first. And magnetic because piercing everyone's ears is expensive compared to magnets.)</div></div><br/>Annie's reaction to Derple's comment about sleeping alone, "Trust me, you won't," turns out to be oddly prophetic. The fake wood frames are not only weak but splinter badly. If it'd been actual flesh that found that out and not Izu's metallic hand, there would be blood. Lots of blood. The anchoring is more sturdy, but but uneven. This means that the sleeping arrangements are going to be two(-ish) big, low hammocks made out of the almost sterilly clean and almost clear sheets, pillow cases, and the abundance of pillows. (Turns out the beds were sorta made of pillows.)<br/><br/>Nobody really offers to cook, but that's mostly because the end result is going to be unappealing. Sure, the arrowroot packets say 'added nutrition', but it's still only a few steps away from pablum. Or so says Merya. Nobody quite gets what she's talking about. She ends up making a rather thin gel that has no taste, but there's a few pots of it, and it's the only option for now.<br/><br/>Gyudon doesn't do too much until the hammocks are set up. At that point, she collapses in on and says to call her tomorrow. At the earliest. The car ride wasn't long enough to really recover.<br/><br/>Izu, other than being the guinea pig for testing the bed frames, uses the 70's laser sight to try and see where some of the cover is.<br/><br/>