Thirty Third Song
[So, Lorne's wandering through the lobby, headed off to wherever, flicking through the pages of his journal]
I sure hope Freddles is okay, she only goes to ground when she's been real shaken up. She's probably writing on the...
[Thunk. The journal hits the ground, open of course, as Lorne begins the Dance of Concern. A lot of high-kicking head slapping and twirling is going on here. Lorne looks mildly horrified]
WHAT THE FLYING BEJEBUS?!!!
[[ooc: Open post/journal post, go nuts]]
I sure hope Freddles is okay, she only goes to ground when she's been real shaken up. She's probably writing on the...
[Thunk. The journal hits the ground, open of course, as Lorne begins the Dance of Concern. A lot of high-kicking head slapping and twirling is going on here. Lorne looks mildly horrified]
WHAT THE FLYING BEJEBUS?!!!
[[ooc: Open post/journal post, go nuts]]