Mid-life in November
*Xandra and Li discuss a SatoDai fic*
Sunsetangel87: ...paperwork dancing a gleeful polka...
Sunsetangel87: I love her imagery. XD I'm so jealous.
*later*
Sunsetangel87: *feels special* I'm a soup priest. oO
Sunsetangel87: ...ess
Sunsetangel87: Priestess. *peeks down shirt* Yeah.
tooihoshi: *reads* Haha, complex civilizations growing in styrofoam containers <3
Sunsetangel87: ...What the crap? XD
tooihoshi: That happens after the paperwork polka <.<
tooihoshi: Because you know, the polka is celestial music to the styrofoam civlization. Or something.
Sunsetangel87: You are so friggin' weird it's impressive. XD
Sunsetangel87: And this is coming from the holy soup priestess. =P
Sunsetangel87: *dubs you her master scholar of the study of inorganic civilization*
Sunsetangel87: ^^
tooihoshi: By the way, my sister expects you at the royal temple tomorrow at 8.
tooihoshi: ^^
Sunsetangel87: Why? Is the King having some conflicts with the neighboring soup?
Sunsetangel87: XD
tooihoshi: So you can start your royal priest(ess) duties. Since soup and sandwhiches have you know, formed that alliance.
Sunsetangel87: *cracks up* Of course.
Sunsetangel87: And all evil soup must be dealt with. XD
Sunsetangel87: They endanger the alliance.
tooihoshi: Right. XD Your assigned undercover 'rituals' and all.
tooihoshi: By which I DEFINITELY do not mean assassinating the crown prince of Soup. Of course.
Sunsetangel87: Of course.
Sunsetangel87: The evil prince must be reasoned with.
Sunsetangel87: >>
Sunsetangel87: Yes, reasoned with.
tooihoshi: Shhh <.< We speak not of the mission.