Sep 02, 2010 04:12
[It is the wee hours of the morning. Hopefully you are sound asleep, just like Cyrus was just a few minutes ago, and hopefully your communicator is not being fussy.
Cough, sputter, hack, and then Cyrus picks up the comm. New level of hatred for the communicator is gained!]
Oh, fine. I will talk if you want me to fucking talk. Lucky it wasn't my alarm clock.
People of the good ship Elegante: what is your definition of evil?
((OOC: I AM GOING TO BED. Will pick up tags on the morrow! <3))