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Who: Vegas and Noah
When: Dec. 30, Afternoonish
Where: Pentamerone front drive and Noah's office
What: Bringing back the Golden Harp
Rating: PG-13ish just because it is Vegas
Vegas was more than happy to be rid of Goldie. She liked the harp well enough but it was hard to explain at times. The last thing any of them wanted was to be busted with something magical and have some mundane nutjob freak about it. She could just here Patricia and Anser go on and on about it in her mind. There were really times she could not wait to dance on the both of their graves. Noah on the other hand was completely different. He was attractive, funny, and so off limits it was ridiculous. She was like a midlife crisis waiting to happen for the poor man. That did not mean that she would not flirt with him though.
She pulled Toots in to the front drive of the Pen and shifted her in to park and pulled the parking break just in case. She had just told Noah she was on her way at the last redlight quickly with a jot of words in her compendium. Vegas slipped out of the driver's seat and walked around to the back throwing open the doors. Goldie was not a small harp though neither was she some ridiculously huge monstrosity. As it was though Vegas still couldn't figure how Jack took her down a beanstalk. Vegas knew she would have fallen to her death or worse fallen and been impaled on a gold harp that would then play Taps for her.
When: Dec. 30, Afternoonish
Where: Pentamerone front drive and Noah's office
What: Bringing back the Golden Harp
Rating: PG-13ish just because it is Vegas
Vegas was more than happy to be rid of Goldie. She liked the harp well enough but it was hard to explain at times. The last thing any of them wanted was to be busted with something magical and have some mundane nutjob freak about it. She could just here Patricia and Anser go on and on about it in her mind. There were really times she could not wait to dance on the both of their graves. Noah on the other hand was completely different. He was attractive, funny, and so off limits it was ridiculous. She was like a midlife crisis waiting to happen for the poor man. That did not mean that she would not flirt with him though.
She pulled Toots in to the front drive of the Pen and shifted her in to park and pulled the parking break just in case. She had just told Noah she was on her way at the last redlight quickly with a jot of words in her compendium. Vegas slipped out of the driver's seat and walked around to the back throwing open the doors. Goldie was not a small harp though neither was she some ridiculously huge monstrosity. As it was though Vegas still couldn't figure how Jack took her down a beanstalk. Vegas knew she would have fallen to her death or worse fallen and been impaled on a gold harp that would then play Taps for her.