Oct 07, 2009 20:23
[Purring, near insistant purring.]
I thought you were supposed to be Owen's cat, huh? Why don't you go jump up in his lap while he's writing.
[An inquisitive, pleading sort of meow from the cat. Willow laughs. The purring resumes.]
You dork.
It's been... kind of quiet. How's everybody doing? I, um, I hope those dreams weren't too much trouble. And hey, we might get electricity and... Well, it seems like things might be look up. You know, aside from those monsters. And winter coming. Which reminds me. Don't think I forgot about those snowboards, Aaron. Or the board games, Eileen. You know, when you guys aren't busy.
Oh, and let me know if I can help with anything. Anything at all, really. I'm not a fighter of a... hunter, but there's got to be something.
Also, um, Lucifer, could I talk to you?
that's not a diary or anything,
not a damsel in distress,
maybe a little too outgoing