TIME FOR BEER

[putyaswordson]

[ it's a nice, warm summer evening in camp. and even with impending... plot stuff approaching, there is beer and other assorted types of alcohol waiting to be drunk.

time for beer? time for beer. ]

(TOUCH EACH OTHER, I CAN ONLY LAST SO LONG, will be slow because I forget how to thread or something silly)

Comments

[fruitophile]

[ my senses tell me I should be here ]

A gift from camp, it looks like. ♦

[fruitophile]

Your powers don't interest me. ♦

[copyrightabuser]

[At that comment, he feels his heart stop for a moment]

... What are you talking about?

[fruitophile]

And the other NEXT, their powers have a time limit, don't they? ♠

[copyrightabuser]

[He turns around to face him]

What is it you're after?

[fruitophile]

Delicious fruit. ♥

[copyrightabuser]

Fruit?

[fruitophile]

I want to be satisfied, after all. ♦

[copyrightabuser]

So long as you don't involve other people.

[fruitophile]

It involves other people. ♦ It takes two... or more, but I prefer it being one-on-one. ♥

[copyrightabuser]

So it is that you like fighting.

[fruitophile]

It's fun. ♠

[copyrightabuser]

And if the other refuses?

[fruitophile]

[ twirls a playing card between his fingers, then is disappears with a flick of the wrist ♣ ]

[copyrightabuser]

[yeah, that's what he thought]

...

[fruitophile]

♥