(Also a day before the roleplay takes place)

*the hand writing is far neater then the previous entry*

I had to take this book away from her in order to get her to sleep. I'm Divakar.

She insisted I write about myself in here after I took it from her so I suppose I'll write a bit before going to sleep.

I... don't really know what to write about.

I mean, I guess I like the color blue, and enough money to keep Nova alive. The rain is nice, and I don't mind reading or writing.

I don't fancy being told what to do. Or dying, for that matter. Bullies, the color red, rice, bugs can all go on that list as well.

The light is dying in our lantern, so I guess I should take that as time for bed.

We head for Junk Town in the morning.

I just hope whatever this job is, that Nova will be able to handle it.