Caritas, Sunday
Anders was pretty distracted by the, er, natural light show over on Bali Hai, so if he came in tonight and didn't notice anything amiss about the occupants of the Caritas stage right away he had a tenuous excuse.
It wasn't until he started straightening out tables and chairs near the stage that he did realize something was up.
"Okay," he said, glancing at the BANDages. "I know falling apart is sort of a way of life for you but was it really that bad that you guys had to use up probably every ACE bandage on the island?" Beat. Several beats, actually, and a muffled snort of derision from Tino, before Anders noticed the zombie band. If looks could kill, both bands would be casting Full-Life on each other with their gross necrotic eyes they just might end up bringing each other back to life with those glares across the stage.
"Ooooh, scrimmage," Anders said hopefully, and proceeded to camp out behind the bar with a bag of popcorn to see if there would actually be a band throwdown on the stage.
. . . he'd just make Tino clean up the mess afterward, because gross.
It wasn't until he started straightening out tables and chairs near the stage that he did realize something was up.
"Okay," he said, glancing at the BANDages. "I know falling apart is sort of a way of life for you but was it really that bad that you guys had to use up probably every ACE bandage on the island?" Beat. Several beats, actually, and a muffled snort of derision from Tino, before Anders noticed the zombie band. If looks could kill, both bands would be casting Full-Life on each other with their gross necrotic eyes they just might end up bringing each other back to life with those glares across the stage.
"Ooooh, scrimmage," Anders said hopefully, and proceeded to camp out behind the bar with a bag of popcorn to see if there would actually be a band throwdown on the stage.
. . . he'd just make Tino clean up the mess afterward, because gross.