Gren was about as interested in arts and crafts today as he had been the first time he'd visited the room. Which was to say, not in the least. It really wasn't his preferred form of artistic expression, after all. But if he was going to be there, he could probably get something done, even if that something wasn't exactly what the staff might have had in mind.

So upon arrival, he grabbed a pencil, a ruler, and several sheets of blank paper. To anyone else observing, it probably looked like he really was a madman, meticulously measuring and drawing lines on the blank paper. Anyone a bit more musically inclined might recognize it for what it was, though. If he was going to be stuck in this place for any length of time, he needed a way to score his music, and the journals they'd been given, while offering a certain amount of convenience, were far from standard staff lines. He wasn't feeling very inspired at the moment, but it didn't hurt to be prepared.

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