17 - [Voice]

Jun 21, 2010 01:29

[There's the sound of brief fumbling, the rustle of cloth, and Murphy clears her throat. She sounds incredibly groggy ( Read more... )

*harry dresden, *cissie, *sam tyler, mind and body go together, barge fuckery is like being at home, *open, !voice, a day in the life of karrin murphy, hurr durr dems good drugs

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[SPAM because I can, haha!] notarrowette June 21 2010, 06:23:07 UTC
[Cissie looks over from the next bed, smirking.] Murphy, go back to sleep. We're okay.

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[GASP. WHAT IS THIS SPAMMY NONSENSE.] whateverthemess June 21 2010, 06:28:28 UTC
[Murphy gives her a Grumpy Old Lady look.] What'd he do?

[Because she would never just pass out. SHE IS THE TERMINATOR--or something. ...Her focus has actually shifted off of Cissie for a second as she scans the room for familiar faces. Which, well, most of them are familiar, because Barge, duh, Murphy. Everyone looks familiar. It's like a high school.

A really big, floating high school.

With really weird field trips. She rubs at her eyes with her fingertips.] ...Should've saved themselves the funding on that one.

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[IT IS DELICIOUS AND NUTRITIOUS, TAKES JUST LIKE CHICKEN.] notarrowette June 21 2010, 06:53:00 UTC
[Cissie shrugs, still mostly looking amused. She might be on some painkillers of her own, YOU NEVER KNOW.] What did who do?

[Like she doesn't know who you mean, pfft. But now she's curious.] ...What funding?

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[I KIND OF HOPE CONCUSSED SAM IS AWAKE TO HEAR THE TWO DRUGGIES TALKING. AND CONTRIBUTE.] whateverthemess June 21 2010, 07:05:10 UTC
[She almost says 'What did your mom do last night' a la one of her nephews, and ends up snickering at herself instead.] What did the angelic asshat do. To me.

[She leans back and closes her eyes, flopping her head back and forth on the pillow in a kind-of-sort-of-headshake.] School board. They need to get better supplies for the gym. Cement does not a good dodge ball make.

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[I SECOND THIS.] notarrowette June 21 2010, 07:12:04 UTC
[Cissie wrinkles her nose, rubbing at her eyes sleepily. She repeats what Murphy said because... it's not really computing.] Angelic ass... Oh! Gabriel? ...What school board?

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[IT'S THREE AM. DO YOU KNOW WHERE YOUR WITTICISMS ARE?] whateverthemess June 21 2010, 07:23:56 UTC
[Which only leads to the image of Gabriel on heaven's school board, complete with knit sweater vest and snooty glasses, and Murphy's snickering turns into a wheezy laugh.] Oh God, the sex ed there must be awful.

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[SAM'S ARE IN 1973] bythe_books June 22 2010, 01:59:35 UTC
[Sam drifts in from his state of semi-consciousness just in time to hear "sex ed".]

Sex ed... in a world overrun by zombies... [He groans and rubs his head.] I don't even wanna think about that.

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[IN THE PUB?] whateverthemess June 22 2010, 02:06:42 UTC
...Maybe that's what they were at the community center for. [And she has a gigglefit. Because now she's imagining Gabriel in glasses and a sweater vest teaching a room full of attentive, drooling zombies. While the big one sits in back, pulling a crying woman's hair.]

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[With the candlestick!] notarrowette June 24 2010, 00:08:08 UTC
[Cissie is so lost.] ...Can zombies even have sex?

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