Someone's Lawn, the New Side of the Island, Thursday Morning
"Yep, it's a gnome."
Tamsin held it up in front of her face, then wrinkled her nose. "Ugly one, I'll give you that." She dropped the thing to the ground and turned around to face the terrified-looking NPC townie. "What?" she said. "It's a stupid lawn gnome."
To demonstrate, she slammed her foot down on it, smashing it easily into several pieces. "It's just plastic. Cheap plastic."
Beat.
"Seriously? You're still scared?"
The townie - whose name, she would later find out, was Tiny - nodded at her. Of course he did.
"Fine," she sighed, annoyed. "Call the station if it pops up again. Or tries to kill you or whatever." She brought her foot down on the remains a second time, leaving even less recognizably gnome-y behind. "There. Dead. Though what I'm really wondering about is how this guy managed to fit a lawn gnome on a lawn this small anyway."
She tilted her head.
"Huh."
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Tamsin held it up in front of her face, then wrinkled her nose. "Ugly one, I'll give you that." She dropped the thing to the ground and turned around to face the terrified-looking NPC townie. "What?" she said. "It's a stupid lawn gnome."
To demonstrate, she slammed her foot down on it, smashing it easily into several pieces. "It's just plastic. Cheap plastic."
Beat.
"Seriously? You're still scared?"
The townie - whose name, she would later find out, was Tiny - nodded at her. Of course he did.
"Fine," she sighed, annoyed. "Call the station if it pops up again. Or tries to kill you or whatever." She brought her foot down on the remains a second time, leaving even less recognizably gnome-y behind. "There. Dead. Though what I'm really wondering about is how this guy managed to fit a lawn gnome on a lawn this small anyway."
She tilted her head.
"Huh."
[[ open for passers-by, yep. ]]