IC: All of a sudden, Ez snapped to attention. Slogs? Those would certainly be useful in the near future, he was sure. And he damn well was not going to let someone take them from him. Raising his hand in a very deliberate motion, he said in a perfectly mild voice, "I bid 28." Deciding it would be best not to daydream, he paid very close attention to this bid.
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Congratulations, Oddey, on winning FC's fanfiction competition two years running! You are clearly the man to beat!
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