DE: Arrr, Late Morning

[bjornwilde]

 Running late so I'm going with a classic today, Prompts! Tag in with what pups you'd like to play with and we'll give you prompts for a writing blurb of whatever length suits your muse. Can't think of a prompt? Set your MP3 player/program, radio or internet streaming service to shuffle and give us a song title!

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[abitofawildman]

Bumi hates meetings. In his mind they're a waste of perfectly good time.
Especially so were meetings where working men were called in front of pencil pushers to be held accountable for decisions made in the heat of the battle.

His attempt to hide his sigh of annoyance would have gone better if he'd managed to still the rolling of his eyes.

"I'm sorry, are we boring you, Commander Bumi?"

It wasn't difficult to glean where one's loyalties lied in the silence that followed. Those against him turned to scowl at the uncouth Non-Bender who's luck of birth was his only source of relevance. Those who supported him kept their eyes pinned to the Republic City Council desk.

"Not at all, Councilman Tarlokk," he says slipping on a familiar smile that only barely concealed his assumed superiority. "I was yawning for the same reason one yawns when gazes too long at the Sun: I'm in awe of your brilliance. Please, continue."

The longer Tarlokk scowls at him, the wider Bumi's grin becomes.

Bumi hates meetings, but he does enjoy making his own fun.

[herr_bookman]

*snigger*