Room 417, Friday night
Jaye's debating whether she feels like heading to the slumber party. It's not really her scene, and she's been way too busy watching the dueling Obi-wans.
Occasionally they'll stop and chat, or argue, and at one point demanded a glass of water in which one nearly drowned. If they were lifesize (she keeps thinking that), she would have given him mouth to mouth whether he needed it or not, but as a wee toy that would be creepy.
Today, though, while she watched, the Obi-wans got stiffer and stiffer not dirty, and then froze in place. Wide-eyed and panicked, Jaye walked over, poking one on the shoulder. He fell over with a little plastic clunk.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"
And subconsciously, Jaye felt she should probably pay Luke.
[Establishy, but if you want to react to the screaming, feel free. Seriously, anyone on the floor might have heard the poor girl.]
Occasionally they'll stop and chat, or argue, and at one point demanded a glass of water in which one nearly drowned. If they were lifesize (she keeps thinking that), she would have given him mouth to mouth whether he needed it or not, but as a wee toy that would be creepy.
Today, though, while she watched, the Obi-wans got stiffer and stiffer not dirty, and then froze in place. Wide-eyed and panicked, Jaye walked over, poking one on the shoulder. He fell over with a little plastic clunk.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"
And subconsciously, Jaye felt she should probably pay Luke.
[Establishy, but if you want to react to the screaming, feel free. Seriously, anyone on the floor might have heard the poor girl.]