Jul 12, 2011 01:36
[Jo is seated in a chair, somewhere in Adstringendum, twirling her knife between her fingers without a care in the world. She looks distinctly amused, as she glances up towards the wall. There is a dartboard on the wall, with four darts in it -- each pinned for a direct bullseye.]
How long's it gonna take for you guys to realize the filters are down? I swear, you're like a dog that's been begging for ten minutes too long and you still haven't realized no one's gonna throw you a bone.
[Jo tosses the camera a grin -- she's only teasing -- before she tosses her knife upward, catching it by the handle, to throw it at the dartboard. It knocks the other darts clean out of the way, for a bullseye.]
Anyone know if there's a bar around here worth fixing up? I know that's not exactly high on the priority list, but a bit of home would be nice -- especially while the Animus are busy airing all of your dirty little secrets instead of flooding us out or whatever the hell they've done before.
i miss the roadhouse,
teasing is like a handshake,
you guys are all kinda dumb,
!event: filter failure,
she has a knife collection,
hunter born and raised,
four for you jo coco