Apr 03, 2011 22:03
[Mercy looks annoyed. Somewhere there comes the soft ping, ping, ping of something striking metal. She also looks more than a little dirty. She's leaning back against the windshield of a car. The NV is braced on her knee, most likely.
She's got a streak of grease across her cheek and her hair is a bit mussed. She leans her head back, still listening.]
I like a good joke as much as the next person.
Really, I can take a joke. But green hair? Luckily, I managed to get a shower before this all went down. However, now I'm offending myself.
I've been trapped in the garage since things happened. I was working late anyway.
[She brushes a bit of hair off her forehead, leaving behind a smear of grease.]
I think I'm all caught up now. There's only one thing left to do and unfortunately my part's out there. I've already been pelted with enough vegetables that I think I absorbed all the vitamins through osmosis.
[There's a weak smile on the end of that.]
Azula, Harry, Anna? Did you guys get hit with this? Gabe, I trust you're okay.
Hopefully, I'll be able to go home tomorrow.
†: azula,
c: gabriel/the trickster,
c: magneto,
c: rochelle,
!: mercy thompson