May 07, 2009 19:34
What the freakin’ hell is going on ‘round here?! Seriously, I duck outta’ things for my own personal little time with myself and figure, hell, nothing’ll happen ‘round here ‘cause there’s a sweet-as little festival, and now there’s damn burnt crap everywhere?!
Dammit, I’m the one who’s supposed to screw around with fire like a moron! Me! … But whatever. Even the idea of finding whoever pulled this stunt and sticking a sword down their throat isn’t putting me in a better mood, though that doesn't mean I'm not gonna' do it anyway. ... And here I was thinkin’ that if it wasn’t the festival that’d put me in better spirits, it’d be some sort of violence. That might make me sound like a sadist, and I ain’t even denying it this time.
Well, I’m pretty sure I’m meant to be making myself useful sooner rather than later, right? And seeing as I’ve been kinda’ MIA for a while, I figure I’ll go for sooner this time.
So whaddya’ you lovely residents need?
character: hervey