Feb 21, 2009 06:54
[recorded sounds of branches and leaves rustling. and that's it.
you see, Gino returned standing next to the faggot tree he was buried under, and spent some time simply circling it curiously, admiring it and such, and then inspecting himself for any lasting damage. finding none (and also noting that his third braid had restored itself somehow), he did what any normal person would do after coming back to life - and even after promising to never die in the first place!
if you're around in the biodome, you'll find a Gino with oddly familiar Jolteon ears and a tail to match, stretched out on a fairly low-hanging branch, belly-down, legs kicked up in the air behind him, ankles crossed... and happily sparking electricity at the falling plum blossom petals. cheers to you, Toujours]
Ginini~
gino weinberg