page fourteen | blood sugar

[metalandashes]

This marshmallow stuff tastes almost as bad as it smells. Don't know how the hell you're all eatin it. Keeps stickin to my claws, too

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[galacticgeisha]

My time is open to you whenever you like, Phoenix.

[metalandashes]

I'll find you.

[ooc: quicklog?]

[galacticgeisha]

I am usually within sight of the specialty bedding section. I'll be waiting.

[ooc: Sure!]

[quicklog]

[metalandashes]

[Phoenix comes to find Companion a couple hours later, two steaming mugs of tea held carefully in his hands. One of the kids over in the bunk bed section was doing a roaring trade with the tea cart he'd managed to haul down before the invasion. He walks slowly, enjoying the smell of the hot tea and, when he gets close enough, the sight of Companion before she notices him.]

Hey, [he says, as soon as he's within earshot.] Brought ya some tea.

[lemonshine]

Not everybody's eating that marshmallow crap. It's gross!

[metalandashes]

Glad I ain't the only one who thinks so.

[lemonshine]

^^ I think they've thrown me off sweets for awhile...

[metalandashes]

You happen to know what these pink and yellow bird things are? They're annoying the crap outta me.

[paradigmprogeny]

[Writing has some splotches, as if hesitant.]

We all have things to answer for, even if we cannot remember them. Some wisdom I have managed to acquire despite the Sphere's penchant for the strange, unexpected, and downright insane.

At least in my experience.

[metalandashes]

Sounds like wisdom worth holding on to.

[paradigmprogeny]

Indeed. I do what I can to hold onto these things, now.. I do not know what other precious things I have already lost.

[metalandashes]

Something I've learned here - just cause you've lost some things don't mean you can't find new ones.

[mieu_da_thing]

They're fun to play with!

[ooc: be kind, he's just a babby!]

[metalandashes]

Yeah, but they stink.

[mieu_da_thing]

I played tag with them and they don't smell that bad!

[metalandashes]

Maybe to you. They're makin my nose itch.

[pinkhairedchild]

You were passed out on my bed-bear! I had to sleep elsewhere 'cause nobody wanted to let me move you! I hope it was comfortable!

[metalandashes]

Sorry, kid. I don't remember much of that. Pretty sure you could've moved me if you'd wanted, though.

[pinkhairedchild]

It's okee, you looked really tired. My bear don't smell or got drool on it so's I ain't mad. And yeah, I was gonna pick you up and toss you, but Mr. Greyhead said not to.

[metalandashes]

Mr Greyhead?