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Who: Gob and anyone.
What: Living the good life.
When: Tuesday afternoon.
Where: The courtyard of the palace.
Notes: If more than one person wants to tag, we can do separate threads?
Gob didn't really care that not much had happened since the arrival in... wherever-the-hell-they-were. For the time being, he was really enjoying the whole living-in-a-palace thing. Even if the young and attractive female servants tended to quail at the sight of him. They were just frightened of his magnificence. Clearly.
In his most recent encounter with one of said servants, he had asked first for a bunch of grapes and second for her to feed them to him in a state of undress. She had granted the first request and run away at the second, so now here Gob was, eating grapes by himself in the courtyard.
Occasionally he'd throw one up in the air and try to catch it in his mouth, but those tended to land either on his nose or in his eye or four feet behind him, so he'd already given up on that. Well, at least he'd gotten the grapes.
What: Living the good life.
When: Tuesday afternoon.
Where: The courtyard of the palace.
Notes: If more than one person wants to tag, we can do separate threads?
Gob didn't really care that not much had happened since the arrival in... wherever-the-hell-they-were. For the time being, he was really enjoying the whole living-in-a-palace thing. Even if the young and attractive female servants tended to quail at the sight of him. They were just frightened of his magnificence. Clearly.
In his most recent encounter with one of said servants, he had asked first for a bunch of grapes and second for her to feed them to him in a state of undress. She had granted the first request and run away at the second, so now here Gob was, eating grapes by himself in the courtyard.
Occasionally he'd throw one up in the air and try to catch it in his mouth, but those tended to land either on his nose or in his eye or four feet behind him, so he'd already given up on that. Well, at least he'd gotten the grapes.