There's some sort of atmospheric disturbance--which doesn't make sense because there's no proper atmosphere. Obviously, the City is rarely logical so I'll just assume it's some sort of cute curse again or. Perhaps the City is finally falling to pieces. Is everyone set for that? Last plans in order? Method of escape finalised?
Of course, this is only
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Kidding.
If these quakes keep getting closer I might.
How do you feel about a pony sized wimpy dog who is currently hiding under my table?
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I'll prepare for your arrival. This is why you always do all your shopping the day before. I'd imagine the shops are a nightmare.
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Okay. I'll be there in a little while. Unless the roof comes down on me and then I'm either going to show up sooner or I'll be stuck under a beam. Do not leave me stuck under a beam.
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[ooc: Want to...make this Action, then??]
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"Should have named you Chicken Little."
She finally arrives though, dog leash in hand, dog wrapped around her legs in the most pathetic way possible and wearing a yellow mini dress. Yes there's an earthquake and the world might be ending but Lucy has on nice shoes. It's an obsession with her. She knocks on the door then lets her hand fall back down to Bryant's head.
"Also, should have given you a valium before we came," she grumbles at the dog. Not that she has valium.
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"Hello," he says cordially, "come in, sit down. Will your dog want anything?" He steps aside from the door. "I ask because I already have wine and little canapé spinach-y things for you. I'm afraid I didn't plan for earthquakes and an additional visitor."
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She goes up on her tiptoes, kneeing the dog out of her way and puts her hands on the Master's shoulders to balance herself while she leans in and kisses him on the cheek. "You look hot and spinach-y things sound great. And thank you for letting me bring the giant baby. His name is Bryant."
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