(no subject)
It has, Puck reflects, been an all right sort of four months, considering he spent them in Satan's thrall. Not as bad as it's made out to be, Satan's thrall. Remarkably hands-off.
Only a few hours until freedom.
Meanwhile, Puck is bored.
It's a mildly horrifying feeling, being bored on almost-All Hallow's Eve. It's kind of like being the popular kid who realizes that he doesn't have anything planned for Friday night. Puck seeks recreation.
... But only if he doesn't have to move.
[OOC: Mun is writing an English paper, but ... Halloween, man! I couldn't resist. Everybody's welcome, but tags will be slow.]
Only a few hours until freedom.
Meanwhile, Puck is bored.
It's a mildly horrifying feeling, being bored on almost-All Hallow's Eve. It's kind of like being the popular kid who realizes that he doesn't have anything planned for Friday night. Puck seeks recreation.
... But only if he doesn't have to move.
[OOC: Mun is writing an English paper, but ... Halloween, man! I couldn't resist. Everybody's welcome, but tags will be slow.]