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And with a Crash-
Fading out is an echo of two voices...
"He's an angsty, emo, heartless sorcerer swordsman."
"He totally needs to get laid, then."
There's never a good closet around when you need one- at least, ever since someone came up with Rule #3. So what if Laini and Zelgadiss missed the stairs and whatever else door they were aiming for- They're at least out of the bar right now, and Laini is doing her best to get him out of his clothes.
(As for hers- Shapeshifter. That will only take a moment, unless he wants to help as well!)
They crash the door into the back room and onto a convenient couch. Zel winces a bit as the back of his head hits the armrest (because Laini is totally doing the pouncing) and, noticing their surroundings, says eloquently, "Um. Where are we?"
Laini blinks, maybe finally distracted. Somewhat. "Good question- though someone did leave a drink here."
Zelgadiss eyes said drink. It's blue. Very blue. "Yeah, but what sort is it?"
BACKROOM INVASION! Tag freely! Threadhop! Make crack! It's not canon and it doesn't really happen! Allons-y!
"He's an angsty, emo, heartless sorcerer swordsman."
"He totally needs to get laid, then."
There's never a good closet around when you need one- at least, ever since someone came up with Rule #3. So what if Laini and Zelgadiss missed the stairs and whatever else door they were aiming for- They're at least out of the bar right now, and Laini is doing her best to get him out of his clothes.
(As for hers- Shapeshifter. That will only take a moment, unless he wants to help as well!)
They crash the door into the back room and onto a convenient couch. Zel winces a bit as the back of his head hits the armrest (because Laini is totally doing the pouncing) and, noticing their surroundings, says eloquently, "Um. Where are we?"
Laini blinks, maybe finally distracted. Somewhat. "Good question- though someone did leave a drink here."
Zelgadiss eyes said drink. It's blue. Very blue. "Yeah, but what sort is it?"
BACKROOM INVASION! Tag freely! Threadhop! Make crack! It's not canon and it doesn't really happen! Allons-y!
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"But I really, really doubt he could see past the moustache. I mean, no offense, he's a very sweet boy and he's learning! But . . ."
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"Bless his little cotton socks," she says. "Oh, Will."
That has the long suffering maternal air of someone who says it a lot.
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"With a stepladder you could probably pat his head, back here . . ."
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"A camera, a camera, my kingdom for a - OH! Hey, we don't need to really have things here, do we!"
She squinches her eyes shut, snaps her fingers - and pulls out a large digital camera, from apparently nowhere.
"THERE we go! Ooh, do you think if I poked him with a large stick from here he'd make a funny face?"
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Debi is shaking in silent giggles. Personally, I'd take that as mun permission to poke Will with a large stick.
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Becca goes "POKE!" and then she goes "SNAP!" (with the camera) and then she hides behind Debi.
:D!
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He looks over, and his eyes narrow. Debi squeals and tries to hide behind her mug of rum.
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Disappear, stick! Dammit, why isn't the stick disappearing!