Twentieth Missive - Audio
[Franz is breathing heavily and coughing a bit whilst talking.]
Good Lord...does this happen every year?
Saint Nicholas just attempted to stab me with an ice pick. Saint Nicholas.
I have never in my life been so thankful for my military upbringing. I believe I have managed to barricade him out of my rooms for now, but it was not an easy thing to do.
Elisabeth, guard yourself carefully. Should you need any assistance, I will be monitoring this contraption with utmost vigilance.
[There is a sound of something hitting the wall. Don't worry, it's just Franz's fist, venting frustration.]
This is the only time since my arrival that I have wished for my pistol. Candlesticks do not make the most effective weapons and...good Lord, I do believe he actually managed to stab me! That...that....
[OOC: Franz got a bit of a nasty cut on his left arm from the crazy Santa today. Anyone wants to help him out, please feel free to action spam or talk him into doing something about it. Given his knowledge of medicine, he'll probably just wrap it up and trust it to heal all right on its own. He also can't bring himself to call Santa any names, since in his recking, the man is a saint, and you can't insult a saint, right?]
Good Lord...does this happen every year?
Saint Nicholas just attempted to stab me with an ice pick. Saint Nicholas.
I have never in my life been so thankful for my military upbringing. I believe I have managed to barricade him out of my rooms for now, but it was not an easy thing to do.
Elisabeth, guard yourself carefully. Should you need any assistance, I will be monitoring this contraption with utmost vigilance.
[There is a sound of something hitting the wall. Don't worry, it's just Franz's fist, venting frustration.]
This is the only time since my arrival that I have wished for my pistol. Candlesticks do not make the most effective weapons and...good Lord, I do believe he actually managed to stab me! That...that....
[OOC: Franz got a bit of a nasty cut on his left arm from the crazy Santa today. Anyone wants to help him out, please feel free to action spam or talk him into doing something about it. Given his knowledge of medicine, he'll probably just wrap it up and trust it to heal all right on its own. He also can't bring himself to call Santa any names, since in his recking, the man is a saint, and you can't insult a saint, right?]