Give me a reason, c'mon and make my day [ Closed ]
who ; Ladon Ceto and Jin Tian
what ; Jin has told Kimiko he's a dragon. He feels he needs to let Ladon know. This will not go well.
where ; The Silver Apple, during a quiet period with no other patrons.
when ; Nowish
warning(s) ; Likely a lot of swearing and yelling and at least threats of violence.
Moose still had a limp. Ladon was growing concerned at this point. The dog had been smacked aside rather hard by the robot, and while the vet drone had told him there was no lasting damage to be found and that the leg issue would solve itself if Ladon made sure not to make the poor dog move around too much, Ladon wasn't assured. The thing had spat out a report, too, which naturally he couldn't read.
He'd left the puppy at home for a few days, but had quickly discovered that doing so resulted in the complete destruction of his apartment. Hell, the dog probably strained himself more tearing up Ladon's pillows and couch than he did coming along to the bar. So now the dog came along. And Ladon kept a wary and worried eye on him.
The bar had emptied for the time being-- Sacrosanct was full of screwed up people, but now and then they took a break from poisoning their livers in the early afternoon, and so Ladon just busied himself taking stock of his alcohol and writing up a list for his delivery drone.
He didn't expect anyone to drop by any time soon.
what ; Jin has told Kimiko he's a dragon. He feels he needs to let Ladon know. This will not go well.
where ; The Silver Apple, during a quiet period with no other patrons.
when ; Nowish
warning(s) ; Likely a lot of swearing and yelling and at least threats of violence.
Moose still had a limp. Ladon was growing concerned at this point. The dog had been smacked aside rather hard by the robot, and while the vet drone had told him there was no lasting damage to be found and that the leg issue would solve itself if Ladon made sure not to make the poor dog move around too much, Ladon wasn't assured. The thing had spat out a report, too, which naturally he couldn't read.
He'd left the puppy at home for a few days, but had quickly discovered that doing so resulted in the complete destruction of his apartment. Hell, the dog probably strained himself more tearing up Ladon's pillows and couch than he did coming along to the bar. So now the dog came along. And Ladon kept a wary and worried eye on him.
The bar had emptied for the time being-- Sacrosanct was full of screwed up people, but now and then they took a break from poisoning their livers in the early afternoon, and so Ladon just busied himself taking stock of his alcohol and writing up a list for his delivery drone.
He didn't expect anyone to drop by any time soon.