Monkeyponey Living Room, Friday Lunchtime

May 28, 2010 12:16

The human embodiment of the anthropomorphic representation of life and death was a frustrated teenage girl today ( Read more... )

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furnaceface May 29 2010, 00:47:03 UTC
Today was a bad day to be out and about. The small baggage fortress that Jono had woken up to in his alcove was proof enough of that. But if he got out, maybe went and spent some feel good time with his girlfriend, hopefully his luggage problem would clear up and he wouldn't have to worry about it anymore in time for class this afternoon.

The backpack that he tripped over, labelled Wishes He Had Stayed Invisible, clearly had other ideas. And so he didn't really knock on the door to Monkeypony so much as he stumbled into it with a loud thud and a psionic projection of, //Bugger!//

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living_endless May 29 2010, 00:50:34 UTC
"You okay?" Didi asked, glancing over from the couch. "'Cause I have seen more graceful entries."

She still only had the one bag. The one ... much much much much heavier than should have been physically possible bag.

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furnaceface May 29 2010, 00:54:12 UTC
//I've made more graceful entries,// Jono groused, lingering in the doorway and shooting the bag a seriously nasty look.

Another bag popped up beside it. 'Pretends To Be Angry In Hopes Of Being Left Alone.'

He kicked that one. And then turned to nod toward Didi. //Not just me, is it?//

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living_endless May 29 2010, 01:03:21 UTC
Didi shook her head. "I don't think so. There were a couple in art class."

She shot the bag a nasty look for bothering Jono. "I don't seem to have a lot so far."

Of course, because she'd said that, a bag labeled ACTS MORE OKAY WITH BEING HUMAN THAN SHE IS popped up at her feet. "Sit with me and we can ignore them. Or talk about them. Do you want to talk about them?"

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