Mardi Gras prep...

[rouge_me]

Leroy is piling up some very large boxes in his closet, the contents seem to glitter in every which way....or feather? yeah. He also sets down some cake batter mix as he munches on a homemade po-boy sandwich. Let's just say he's good at multitasking, and food is his everything at the moment. Feel free to poke him! The south wing probably doesn't

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[devilwentdownto]

He coughed into a rag.
Tha' time a' year already?

[rouge_me]

His gaze meets his for a moment and he goes back to what he was doing

Sha! so...uh....how you been?

[devilwentdownto]

He smiles faintly.
Been sick... I's too cod here.

[rouge_me]

Oh Fff! yeah i's damn cold! think it snowed at my place...not too sure.

He sets down a box awkwardly

So...how wuz uh....dat birthday?

[gateway2thewest]

[ Damn. She was hoping he wouldn't be here since she came to steal borrow a few boxes of decorations. Now she's going to have ask. ]

Hey... can I have a few of those? [ points at the boxes. and as an after thought... ] ...um...please?

[rouge_me]

His eyebrow raises, she looks familiar...

No kiddo, these're fer tha' party! you can use 'em then.

[gateway2thewest]

[ She puffs out her chest and sticks her hands on her hips. secret: she thinks it makes her look taller than she actually is ]

Exactly! I need them for MY Mardi Gras party. [turning up the bribery charm now] If ya help me out, I can make sure you get a VIP ticket for the beer tent...

[rouge_me]

He chuckles

Hun, ah got plenty a beer fer myself...and it aint like I'm underaged. I'm a good 400 some years old, kiddo~

[verbrennungs]

{ curiouser curiouser. look, it's a cute polish girl tilting her head as she watches him eat. her own stomach rumbles at the thought of food, but she's also wondering what the contents in those boxes are. }

1/2

[rouge_me]

His gaze wanders until he notices her standing at his door, the box he's carrying flops to the ground and the sandwich sticking in his mouth is quickly put down on his nightstand.

2/2

[rouge_me]

His posture is immediately straightened and he makes his way over to the polish girl, smiling widely.

Oh Darlin'! Didn't see ya there. You lost hun? Ah can show ya around if need ya be~

[verbrennungs]

I'm not lost! I have never seen this wing, though, but I'm curious~ { she is so. } What are you doing?

{ pointing at the boxes with the beads. }

What are those?

[rouge_me]

Mardi Gras preparation, señor!

He chuckles, stacking another box of decorations on top of an already decent sized mound of boxes.

[rouge_me]

Will may be a fan a' Mardi Gras, but he don't know the half good part a' it! Don't blame 'im though...lives so far from N'Awlins, sha?

[bawlmer]

[she only has one simple question.]
Do I have to flash my tits to get some of these fancy beads?