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[_mahal]

*manifests to his kitchen with Irmo to skin up check on the Silmaril before going to Feanor to negotionate a warden position*

*mutters* I know it's under the auspices of the Valar but it's still better than nothing so he'd better play ball.

*opens the fridge*

0_0

*closes the door* No. The cupboard is NOT bare.

*opens it again*

Well, shit.

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[bastard_irmo]

Get me something to munch on, will you?

*finally turns around*

*stares, joint sticking out of his mouth*

FUCK!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT BASTARD DID THIS?!?!??!?!?!? AND HOW'D THEY GET PAST THE FLYTRAPS?!?!?!?!?

[_mahal]

I DONT' KNOW BUT I'M GOING TO FIND OUT!!!

FUCK! WE HAD A SOLUTION!

. . .

Nielíqui!!!!!

[bastard_irmo]

*scans the nearby area, trying to pick up on a lust for electronics*

SHIT.

Not here. >:|

Someone lobotomise that brat!

[_mahal]

Okay wait, wait, just because we caught her with her fingers in the cookie jar before, we shouldn't assume guilt...BUT SHE IS GOING TO GET SUCH A GRILLING WHEN I FIND HER!!