While D’Anna had never played pool herself, the object of the game seemed simple enough, really. That, combined with the fact that the body she’d been stuffed into actually did appear to come equipped with the basic know how, and she wasn’t half bad. Unfortunately, her opponent was just a lot better. And in his own body, too. That had to be some
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[[OOC:Asher or both, as D'Anna!Joey lusting after Del makes me LOL.]]
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BOTH!, something within answered for her and she allowed herself to tip over onto her side along the length of couch. Why did she have to be stuck in THIS body?! When was this going to be over?! Also? "WOULD YOU STOP HAVING SEX WITH THE CAKE, WOMAN?!" D’Anna blurted, gesturing wildly with a hand before covering her eyes.
It didn't help; the image was burned into her eyelids. And she could still hear and smell.
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"The island broke ‘Joey’; if you keep it up, she might steal your dessert and then hump your leg."
And while that did sound hilarious, it's not the sort of visual he wanted. Ever.
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Now though, he had prime view, had caught the end of the pool game; seen himself lose. As if that wasn't bad enough, he glanced at his watch - oh, he knew what time it was. Right on cue, he saw himself sit on the couch. Yawn.
Oh no, he didn't...
Not used to yelling, Joey's voice came out a little wail-y as rushed over.
"DON'T YOU DARE NAP WITH HIM!"
[ooc: He's yelling at both so both please? :D]
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D’Anna’s frown only deepened as she stared at the bold stranger. All she could do was to assume that Asher knew him, otherwise why did he feel he had a say is anything?!
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This was certainly one way to locate his missing roommates. Although being accused of having been some kind of nap whore didn’t sit too well with him.
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"Give me my chick!" He demanded, coming to stand between the couch and Asher, giving himself a hard look. He whirled round to his friend. "Nap with me!" He cried. Whirled back, "If you've eaten Yasmine I'll--" Turned back to Asher again, slowly.
Well-groomed, engaging without being hyper, intelligent.
He took in Asher's attire, like a mental check-list.
Refinement.
"Heeeeeeeey," dark eyes looked him up and down as he moved closer, "how you doin'?"
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"What kind of shit is THIS?!"
I R greedy. Gimmie both!
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"Why are you YELLING?!"
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He meant to just announce that it was him, Stephen, and who were they, but instead what came out was, "All right, who the hell are you?!"
Which, okay, was the same principle.
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She bit her lip and wondered if maybe Joey was the latest of the island's inhabitants to run into its odd sense of humor.
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"If you find him, you’re free to ask him. I’m just keeping his body warm for the time being."
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