Fifteenth Salvage: Keeping Busy (AND Open Commentlog!)

[seagullmun]

I'm popular all of a sudden. You'd think I would love that, but it's kind of exhausting. All this hanging out and screwing around and jazzing it up and stuff takes it out of you. How do you cool people deal with it?

[Lenny's currently tagging from behind a trashcan in the Kuma-Ko. He wants to practice his stealings. Come give him someone to rob!]

Comments

[audio]

[ttlynotawizard]

Oh, so you're popular now. Explains why I haven't seen you around.

[text]

[seagullmun]

I'll still make time for the little people, buddy. Wanna hang?

[audio]

[ttlynotawizard]

Absolutely. Where should we meet? I'll let you pick.

[text]

[seagullmun]

Carnival!!!!

Just kidding. How about we meet at thirteen? Last time we went there together we really didn't get to hang out much. 'Cause I died. Remember? When I died?

[Audio]

[thepartydude]

Still practicing those moves, dude?

Re: [Audio]

[seagullmun]

I'm totally going ninja right now!

[And commando. then again, he has no pants at all. Birds don't follow our puritanical rules, okay?]

How about you?

[Audio]

[thepartydude]

I got some sweet moves of my own, dude.

[In fact, Mike's up on the top deck, popping tricks on the awesome board Don gave him before locking himself away in his room.]

[text]

[seagullmun]

Lucky.

I want some moves of my own.

[Lenny gulps down a big cut of mackerel to quell his envious spirit.]

[Commentlog]

[stonesnotsticks]

[Oh look, it's a potential victim boy with a bag over his shoulder coming Lenny's way. His thoughts seem to be focused mainly on other things than his current setting, though they do occasionally wander back to the sandwich in his hand. It is a PBJ sandwich, if anyone wanted to know.

Is Billy a worthy strike for the stealthy master of thievery?]

Re: [Commentlog]

[seagullmun]

[Oh he certainly is. And Lenny certainly wants to know about that sandwich. If anything is certain here, it's that there's certainly an amount of certainty to this situation.

Lenny preps for take-off.]

I hope it's the smooth kind.

[Commentlog]

[stonesnotsticks]

[You know, it just might be the smooth kind. There's only one way to find out for sure. The target shows no signs of having noticed the bird and is moving at a constant, easy pace. He won't know what hit him.]

Re: [Commentlog]

[seagullmun]

[He might. Lenny croons an epic croon as he takes to the air, skimming the ceiling. After one circle, he swoops down a few inches above Billy's hand and attempts his craft...]

[roundillokick]

[Ayla is prowling around the restaurant for food. Do not ask how she found her way down here. She simply used the stairs, as elevators are strange forbidding things. Does Lenny dare stare from her when she's just as likely to eat him?]

[seagullmun]

[What are those two beady black jewels shining at Ayla? Why, they seem to be seagull eyes. You've caught his attention.]

Hey, a burly lady.

[roundillokick]

[Ayla spots this strange looking animal. She gets on all fours and closes in on it, smelling at it curiously.]

[seagullmun]

[He probably smells a whole lot like fish, Ayla. He eats enough of it.]

You're kinda creeping me out here. What's with the sniffing?

[He turns his head in curiously.]

I don't have anything for ya. I dunno what you think I could have anyway- no pockets. Get your own whatever!

[missmimmi]

You are popular?

[Amused Mimmi is amused]

[text]

[seagullmun]

why is that so hard to believe?!

[Crushed Lenny is crushed...by his crush]

[Audio]

[missmimmi]

Oh, I did not mean it like that!

[text]

[seagullmun]

Well... how DID you mean it?

[Things are looking up...]