Who has been messing with rascacielo!?

[centinela]

::Appears almost out of nowhere on the Garden Level of the Agency and looks around::

Comments

[mist3r_4nd3rs0n]

yoo crack me up

[centinela]

Mr. Anderson....::inhales the false air deeply::

What have I done that is so humorous?

[agent_bill]

*makes a 90 degree turn towards a safer direction*

[centinela]

::glances over her shoulder quickly::

::Spins around and barks::

Is there something you want to tell me Agent Bill?

[agent_bill]

*stops* uhm...No. No. I'm good.

*grins*

[centinela]

::Stares at him skeptically for a moment::

.....

::Narrows her eyes abruptly behind her glasses, pursing her lips tightly::

Right.

[jones_classic]

*walks down steps and spots grungy kitty*

Hold on!

*notices black and red scarf hanging from side of cat's mouth*

What's this?

*peers in bushes and pulls out sandals, baubles, beads, and jingly arm bands*

Shit! He ate a belly dancer!

[centinela]

In his condition, I would not be surprised who he attacked at this point.

[baby_imp]

Mommy?

[centinela]

::Jaw drops::

::Stares for a moment::

::Rushes toward him suddenly, grabbing him by the lapels and lifting him clear off the ground to her face level::

::Lower her voice and snarls through clenched teeth::

If you even so much as begin the agency implication that I have....::pauses and grimaces:: "mated"...... with Avatar Imp to create you, I will utterly and completely wreak havoc upon your slimy green carcass.

::Stares daggers::

[baby_imp]

*hugz your face* I love you Mommy!

[centinela]

::stands there momentarily stunned with a green thing wrapped around her head::

::Slowly reaches up with her hand, knotting her fist into the back of his clothing and yanks him off::

::Nonchalantly walks over to edge of the building and heaves him over the side::

::Grunts and brushes her hands off::

Stu forbid that I should have to send a memo to stop the rumours