[There's a shuffling sound, and then a grumbling that can't quite be made out. When she finally speaks, there's an odd edge to her voice; maybe panic, maybe anger, maybe something else entirely.]
Anyone care to explain why the tattoo I didn't want is now imitating poison oak and spreading up my leg?
[She pauses, and there's a bit more shuffling.]
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And THAT'S a disturbing caboose to end this train of thought with.
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By the way, who taught you how to write? I'd demand your money back, if I were you.
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Though I gotta say, your writing isn't nearly the quirkiest I've seen.
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But yeah. That handcuff thing was weird and kinda random. I mean, random by my standards; maybe it's normal for this place.
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Do be more vocal, won't you?
[Sarcasm? NO, none.]
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Now there's a TINY little loop but cut her some slack, she's only been here a little while.]
Oh right, how dare I not update him as to my status, seeing as he's so graciously given me a place to stay. It's basic kidnappee etiquette. How rude of me.
[BRING YOUR SARCASM. BRING IT. She will dance with the best of them son.]
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Of course - he's been nothing but generous to each and all of us, and you would be hard pressed to find a better abductor than he.
Unless it's myself, of course. I find I've always been quite gracious in regards to kidnappings.
[Unless you happened to be the mayor.]
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