It's sort of a time...y...wime...y ball of space. And stuff.
Characters: Fran (supermistfrog) and Belphegor (impertinenti)
When: Afternoon of August 29th.
Where: Varia Mansion
Rating: Pg-13 at most.
Summary: Oh, welcome to Adstring, Bel. By the way, you're in a alternate dimension of converged space-time. Should've mentioned that earlier. Ah, well, I'll explain now.
[After seeing the idiot prince sent off on a useless mission and getting healed by Unohana, Fran was feeling a bit more comfortable. With any luck the prince would get slaughtered by a dragon or something like that, and his former housemates would stay out for a bit longer.]
[For the first time in about three weeks, Fran was...content. Comfortable. Almost to the point of happy, if the prince really did never come back. He didn't even know the place at all, what it was- ah, but Fran didn't want to think about that either. He was comfortable. ]
[He had a book, time to read it, and an empty household. No roomate to bother him. How could it get any better than this?]
When: Afternoon of August 29th.
Where: Varia Mansion
Rating: Pg-13 at most.
Summary: Oh, welcome to Adstring, Bel. By the way, you're in a alternate dimension of converged space-time. Should've mentioned that earlier. Ah, well, I'll explain now.
[After seeing the idiot prince sent off on a useless mission and getting healed by Unohana, Fran was feeling a bit more comfortable. With any luck the prince would get slaughtered by a dragon or something like that, and his former housemates would stay out for a bit longer.]
[For the first time in about three weeks, Fran was...content. Comfortable. Almost to the point of happy, if the prince really did never come back. He didn't even know the place at all, what it was- ah, but Fran didn't want to think about that either. He was comfortable. ]
[He had a book, time to read it, and an empty household. No roomate to bother him. How could it get any better than this?]