OOC 9

*blush*

Glad you like it. Sorry it was so late. Only missed your birthday by a week or so!

Snog: 12 posts ago, did you say you were scared of Agueda? She hasn't even eyed you up yet! She was too busy with Carnil/Weft/Basky... you might be next though!

...call it foresight.

Oh, yeah...

Weft thanks his lucky gold stars that he's up on the roof. Where it's safe.

Yes, "even rickety, slippery slates look safe compared to Agueda" apparently.

Nice to know she's making such an impact.

It is, isn't it? *g* She should take it as a compliment. Weft hates anyone interesting or (horror of horrors!) fun.

("I do not. I don't hate Zade. Or Jextus. Definitely hate Suitov, though.")

Fair enough.

So... is anyone going to post soon? This is fun! Wheeeeeee!

S'ry. Have been busy going to some weirdo's birthday party and then enjoying lurvely family strife.

You like Mendel? *ig*

Whatever expects to fail his sanity check soon.

Mutt, what do you want me to do with Agueda while I'm in the USA? Is there somewhere at the inn we could leave her for three weeks?

Or is Basky quite happy to take care of her...?

Baskerville, for the love of all that's barbeque-beef-flavoured, don't answer that.

The inn doesn't seem terribly action-packed, so just leaving her idling would probably be fine. Normally I'd say "get a room!", if just for the glares, but rooms, or structural features of any sort, are a problem. Nobody's actually tested the stairs yet.

They could go out walking around the area. The wyverns aren't much of a hazard, and I persuaded my vampire(s) not to show up and be annoying. *g*

Aawww... how womantic! But are we sure Basky can be bothered to shift his rump and go off walking?

Judging from the way the roof is holding out, the stairs shouldn't be too much of a problem. Besides, any convenient holes between the two areas big enough for Agueda to fit her hand through, may prove amusing for all except the assassin.

I'm a little reluctant to abandon her for three weeks without making some sort of arrangement for her. (Aren't I nice?)

Basky is generally energetic, but there's a pritty gurl semi-sitting on him. You see the dilemma.

Weft says "hands off the merchandise or I'll... um, I'll tip off the Inland Reve... no, I'll take your hands off."
(He hasn't seen the Garu picture yet.)
("What?")

I'm in favour of nice three-week moonlit stroll, unless you have other plans.

I don't. Agueda might. But they're better left undiscussed.

Don't call Agueda gurl. Or even girl. She's 100% laydee. I'm da gurl (and you da may-un!). So there. Rzzpt! <insert immature noises here>

And Basky da dawg.

And Mutt da lazy poster who keeps staring at Inn and Kit-Fox and not knowing what to say there. Lazy houman.

In the spirit of role-reversal, maybe you could take her for walkies? That might be best.

And when I come back, you'll have posts-a-many!

Yay! So it's okay if I assume her consent and have them both wander off? Fabaroonie.

Not that I'm intending to describe this Accountants game play-by-play, but it's sort of rewarding making puns so bad my brother says the following: "You make me ill. You don't deserve to live."

Meant in a nice way, of course (yeah, and I'm a Stradivarius violin!)

Muwahhahaha. It is, you know. Rewarding. The puns.