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[bitingnightmare]

Downtime's never a great indicator.

Constantine, Yuuko, hell maybe even you Foster, got time to spare?

Private to the Bluebird//Action

It's a little late for breakfast.

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~note on the counter~

[playstheblues]

Went to work. Don't know when I'll be home.

-Blue

~note on the counter~

[bitingnightmare]

....

[Not impressed! And he goes back to painting the walls.]

//door open//

[playstheblues]

[in trudges a short Boy Blue]

//door open//

[bitingnightmare]

[Not too long after, in trudges a tall Corinthian.]

[proudbutterfly]

Ohhh~, a downtime magic could fix, Cori?~

[bitingnightmare]

Life of the party right?

[proudbutterfly]

More like a show open for business 24 hours a day, 365 days a year in human terms!

And the show must go~ on and on!~~

Until it's over.

Hmm, hmm~. One refuses to use sparkles after this City makes it the rule but text lack flair without them. ♥

[bitingnightmare]

... I thought you were above scrolling marquees.

[number1gal]

Hi Cori~!

[bitingnightmare]

Ran.

[number1gal]

How are you~?

[bitingnightmare]

Fine. Yourself?

[glock30]

What, no time for your wife?

[ooc; oh snap placeholder? Running to work. >.>]

[bitingnightmare]

Which one?

[ooc: H0r!]

[glock30]

You didn't tell me you were Mormon. I thought I was your one and only.

[ooc; I gotta put bread on your table somehow.]

[bitingnightmare]

I'm not Mormon, I'm just willing to share.

[lullabyoflondon]

I'm not in a great mood, mate. Give us something good to do, will you?

[bitingnightmare]

What's got you pissed and sour?

[lullabyoflondon]

Some redheaded bird ran up and kicked me in the face this morning when I was trying to get back to the flat. 'kinell's wrong with this City?

[bitingnightmare]

Luck must be your middle name.

You know anything about scrying?