Apr 24, 2008 11:24
((Mello is multitasking given the noise in the background as he moves around the room and moves things.))
She had to come back to life, didn't she? Damn. Matt was right in that people forget she is a murderer, not to mention one of the more mentally unstable people around. Now maybe she'll realize what it's like. I died by one of those things. Matt is just nicer about things than I am.
That doesn't mean you're off the hook, Matt. Drugging my chocolate demands a response on my part. Be prepared. As for you, Near...
(The sound of his door is opening is heard along with Mello starting to speak before this is interrupted by a yelp followed by about three successive crashes that were most likely one leather-clad individual bouncing down the stairs. Any listener can hear the hard stomp of Mello's every step back up the staircase along with the slick metallic snap of a gun being cocked.)
What the goddamn fuck?
NEAR!
Where is that damn cardboard box? He's had it! Who the hell makes a foot tall sculpture of me in Legos?
((Thankfully it cuts out there. Fear for everyone in a house with him.))
spooky lego sculpture,
near's crap,
matt no drugs,
not happy,
matt help me,
free to a good or any home,
matt need chocolate