Storm clouds had been brewing on the horizon all afternoon. After soaking up the day's heat and humidity, they then unleashed a deluge that had begun soon after sunset and hadn't stopped since. It was a cold, wet and all-around miserable night.
As far as Ravage was concerned, it was perfect.
Slinking into the Ark while the sentries were blinded by
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Ravage, NAUGHTY kitty! *squirts with water bottle*
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Heh, just been bitten by an icon idea. Dented frying pan with the words 'Killer Granny was here' What do you think?
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Heh, thanks!
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Oh, this is RICH! Ravage is gonna have a tough time living this one down. I'm surprised Scary Lady didn't come storming out to berate all these "barbarians" about disturbing her important browbeating planning session with Carly. :)
And "cradle-robbing" Jazz! *squee*
And thus we get another trophy for the rec room. Do all the Ark's human guest rooms come stocked with frying pans or did Nana bring her own?
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Hrm.. I think all the guest rooms have a little cooking area in them, since the nearest takeaway place probably doesn't do deliveries to alien headquarters.
Plus Red would pitch a fit. ;)
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