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Characters: Scales(Novak) [lizardoverdose] and P/Raise(H/Allelujah) [subject_e0057]
Date/Time: Noon to early afternoon, October 2nd.
Location: Park Island
Rating: PG-...13? Violence and language?
Summary: One lazy lizard gets ticked off by a certain half-of-a-person.
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Though it was a little on the chilly side, Scales found that the bright sunshine was somewhere between excellent and irresistible to him. Having spent some of the earlier hours exploring Ikea Island and taking advantage of peoples' thoughts to cause awkward things to happen with them. It was, all in all, a pretty good time. He did manage to offend some people with his own thoughts, which generally floated around vaguely between the people he knew, the soda conundrum, and making people look awkward. After a long morning of being an catalyst, however, he decided to wander over to Park Island and plop himself down somewhere to be comfortable and lay in the sun, in a very reptilian kind of way. He was all right with that.
He found a comfortable spot near a tree (but not quite in the shade) and propped up his backpack on a rock and some grass, making a pillow. The whole scales thing tended to protect him from most things, and he found that his agility helped him with laying in comfortable positions. Closing his eyes and half-napping, his thoughts drifted.
(I'm hungry....I wonder what Ran is doing today....Maybe I should get a job...It's nice out....)
Date/Time: Noon to early afternoon, October 2nd.
Location: Park Island
Rating: PG-...13? Violence and language?
Summary: One lazy lizard gets ticked off by a certain half-of-a-person.
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Though it was a little on the chilly side, Scales found that the bright sunshine was somewhere between excellent and irresistible to him. Having spent some of the earlier hours exploring Ikea Island and taking advantage of peoples' thoughts to cause awkward things to happen with them. It was, all in all, a pretty good time. He did manage to offend some people with his own thoughts, which generally floated around vaguely between the people he knew, the soda conundrum, and making people look awkward. After a long morning of being an catalyst, however, he decided to wander over to Park Island and plop himself down somewhere to be comfortable and lay in the sun, in a very reptilian kind of way. He was all right with that.
He found a comfortable spot near a tree (but not quite in the shade) and propped up his backpack on a rock and some grass, making a pillow. The whole scales thing tended to protect him from most things, and he found that his agility helped him with laying in comfortable positions. Closing his eyes and half-napping, his thoughts drifted.
(I'm hungry....I wonder what Ran is doing today....Maybe I should get a job...It's nice out....)