The long of it. (Long's usually good, though.)

[precog_revolver]

Well Grace-chan got me started again.

well if we're hiding in Wolfram-chan's fiance's basement, it should be fun. Probably lots of demon wines and stuff

Comments

[darkdreamercole]

A lead?

[precog_revolver]

*he's suddenly serious* Possibly. I can't confirm without you, though.
...it's your call.

(((OOC: Aaand...you know my email if we're ready for plot-epicness.)))

[precog_revolver]

(((OOC: uhh...right...now we need to come up with something. *gulp* right. N-No pressure... o_o *resumes former idiot!bravado* WE MUST BECOME CAPTAIN PLANET!)))

[precog_revolver]

*Tracer's face shifts* Oh trust me, if I brought someone something to eat, I think they'd have more to say. And some pretty colorful words at that. My cooking sucks. Another part of the magical side of the family that I didn't get. if it were possible to burn holy water, I'd probably be dead.

(((OOC: Ooh. Tracer messed up. He dropped a hint about his lineage. *SO NOT A PLOT-DEVICE* XDDD)))

[precog_revolver]

Something pre-made, huh? Hmm... *he's drawing a blank, and begins to realize he lives mostly on calorie mate, dried squid, and male non-food products*

*he looks uncomfortable* Uh... You can cook, right? You have any...suggestions? *he thinks that if this doesn't work maybe he should ask Cole*