Kyle Brooks was given a jacket from home. He gave it up in a deal for his best friend's cat. I want to get his jacket back to him, it's important.
I ... well, as it is you I am talking to, I know you enjoy your studies shall we say so how about your own personal immortal lab mouse, so to speak. I offer to be an immortal lab mouse for a couple of weeks.
[ooc: Please, feel free to negotiate it up to the rest of the month. :)]
[Action/Video Feed]justashowSeptember 15 2009, 19:03:47 UTC
Jack do you know where I put the...
[A Kyle steps into the living room, the inquiry on his lips dying as he spots the empty greatcoat first, then the leather jacket at which point he gasps out loud and crouches down to gather it up. Fortunately, he sees the mouse blending in with the leather before he does it.]
[Action/Video Feed]handsomejackSeptember 15 2009, 19:16:46 UTC
[Meep!
Large figure looming!
The mouse began to scurry for the safety of the greatcoat. It paused, however and turned back towards the familiar smell. Giving a little squeak, he edged warily towards Kyle, who was suddenly very, very big for a little mouse.]
[Action/Video Feed]handsomejackSeptember 15 2009, 19:25:11 UTC
[The mouse was still leary, leaning towards the fingers and then back, then leaning again with his little whiskers working overtime as he sniffed at Kyle's finger tips.
Rocking back on his haunches, he used his little front paws to clean his face, an expression of mousie unease. Then he carefully crept forward, nose working overtime as he identified Kyle.
Mostly it was sort of 'this is a good smell, I like this smell' and after a couple more wiffles, he crept up onto the man's open palm.]
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The next one.
Actually, the one after that isn't looking good either.
All right. I think I can surrender this one. It's a broken one, so you can have it.
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Uh huh.
Okay, I'll make this quick. I want to make a deal, to bring something back to the City.
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Especially deals.
What for what?
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Kyle Brooks was given a jacket from home. He gave it up in a deal for his best friend's cat. I want to get his jacket back to him, it's important.
I ... well, as it is you I am talking to, I know you enjoy your studies shall we say so how about your own personal immortal lab mouse, so to speak. I offer to be an immortal lab mouse for a couple of weeks.
[ooc: Please, feel free to negotiate it up to the rest of the month. :)]
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[A Kyle steps into the living room, the inquiry on his lips dying as he spots the empty greatcoat first, then the leather jacket at which point he gasps out loud and crouches down to gather it up. Fortunately, he sees the mouse blending in with the leather before he does it.]
What...how did this...
[Eying the mouse suspiciously.]
Jack?
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Large figure looming!
The mouse began to scurry for the safety of the greatcoat. It paused, however and turned back towards the familiar smell. Giving a little squeak, he edged warily towards Kyle, who was suddenly very, very big for a little mouse.]
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[Kyle's breath catches and he traces a bit of leather fringe with his fingers before curling them palm out towards the mouse.]
Oh Jack, what did you do?
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Rocking back on his haunches, he used his little front paws to clean his face, an expression of mousie unease. Then he carefully crept forward, nose working overtime as he identified Kyle.
Mostly it was sort of 'this is a good smell, I like this smell' and after a couple more wiffles, he crept up onto the man's open palm.]
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