And once again, I failed to write more than two drabbles for the same board on
writing_game. I actually like the first one, mind you.
o O o
And look who is back. As annoying as ever.
"I remember what you said. I found a rock under which we could hide," he says, almost cheerfully. Moron.
"We? What part of 'temporary association' didn't you get? You go your way, and I'll go mine." The Hell if I am going to spend more time with Stupid than I need.
"Don't be daft, mate. You need a hideout, and I have one. Come on, Griff, I feel bad for the destruction of your cave!" Oh, sure, if you feel bad, it changes everything.
"It wasn't a cave, it was a lair! And it contained years of research and documentation, all blown away by your carelessness." Ca-re-less-ness. Need I spell it?
"Fine. Well, would you at least have a look?" Oh no, don't look at me with those puppy eyes, Stupid, don't…
And before realizing it, I'm nodding. Who exactly should be called Stupid now?
o O o
I only followed him because it is in my best interest, you know. He has no idea of what the world really is. Of course, he has Jumped around the planet so many times he has lost the count years ago. But his Jump Sites aren't safe anymore. Whether he wants it or not, he has landed in the middle of a war. And I'm the only one he knows who fights on the same side.
He must understand that his days of idleness are over. And I'll make sure that he gets the message.
o O o
The
current board is here. Come and play!