The Fourth Sin - Friday Night

[lesssexthanmiho]

Benefit of living in an old, creaky, Victorian house?

Gas heating.

Becky was curled up in a chair in the lobby next to a fireplace, a blanket pulled around her shoulders.

She and Miho would have a good laugh when the girls and Jarod got back from fleeing to the school. Ha.

[ooc: Specifically open for someone - YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE, OMG - but if

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[bugofjustice]

The great thing about being a 400 pound Mountain of Justice was that little things like blizzards didn't stop you when you needed to be somewhere.

They could make things like opening the door more difficult, but quick and careful digging allowed him to enter the Sin without much problem.

"Hello, Becky," Tick said, his teeth chattering slightly.

[OOC: Special permission was given for Tick to travel in this weather. Because he's The Tick. He can do such things.]

[lesssexthanmiho]

"Hello, sir," Becky said, arching a brow. "Want some coffee or something? It's cold out there."

[bugofjustice]

"Coffee, please," Tick said. "You're not kidding about it being cold. A lot of snow, too."

[lesssexthanmiho]

Becky got up and beckoned for him to follow her to the kitchen. "Yes. Snow and cold. The girls went up to the school. Twits. We have gas heating."

[deadly_little]

Miho fired up the oven (also gas) to make cookies. If they were stuck here, they could at least be well-fed. It was awfully quiet. She wondered where alll the whores had gone.