-Elin is just in the kitchen, making waffles-
Hmm-hmm...
-Rider meanwhile has taken a spot on the roof for a moment-
-Leo has chosen the basement life, where he has deigned to sleep-
-there's sounds of someone running in the Forest, frantic and uneven-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postSporadicity warning as usual, will need to make dinner at some point.
(Oh dear, Elin, it seems you have a kitchen interloper...!)
(...Or, rather, an, um... A very large man doubled over against the counter and wheezing pretty hard, clad in a... fascinating t-shirt
◊ and some ratty shorts. He smells ~shower fresh~, though.)
Ah, Ruby! How have you been? -leaning against an air con unit-
-the footsteps get nearer, and a male voice calls out- Make Way!
..? -looks over- Oh hey! Haha, nice- shirt, dude... You okay?
edited 8th Jun '16 10:02:21 AM by RegularDefender
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post…?
(Peers up at her, taking a moment to catch his breath.)
Uhhm— hhhh— y-yes, I am... I am fine... Hhhh... Stairs, they—they are cruel and difficult, but—but nothing a god cannot— hhhhrrk— handle...
(Has a far nicer change of clothes neatly folded up and tucked under one arm.)
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