Less so when you have to explain to the tyke what legerdemain is, but once he understands, he's so obliging with the scorn and death threats...
Then again, I probably wind him up when he's laughing at posts he's reading and I ask "What? What's funny?"
Why would he think his head might part with his shoulders, out of interest?
Time to return, I think.
But where to start? Hmmm.
Lost, totally lost.
Going off to read now.
Weft, Suitov, Whatever and a charrie of mine (from one of the prospective novels, I admit) are up on the roof.
Basky and Agueda strolled off for a bit, while her writer's on holiday (visiting ice cream factories, no less!).
People in the main area innclude Serpentine(?), Sebastian(?), Bede the "murr"er, Pasht(?), Jaina(?), ze beautiful Countessa.
And possible Lance(??), Amber(??), Carnil(??) and Lucifer(??).
*Hugs 'Rina!*
Ummm... Hello!
I've brought you all a pressie!
*Hands out Ben & Jerry's Dublin Mudslide Karb Karma Ice Cream with Hershey's hot Fudge Topping*
*notices post above for first time* Eye screeeeam! *squee*
Erm ahem.
Roughly how far does Agueda seem willing to go? I'm not sure what Baskerville's picking up in terms of body language or, uh.... scent? (Skerv said it, not me!)
Baskerville: "That thing gave me the nephrite of me life."
She's just being a little flirty... for now.
Just in case they do happen to meet up again sometime, does Basky, ahem, 'function' as a human?
*lots of nervous throat clearing and blushing*
He's never gone all the way with a human while in apeshape, and I'm not sure whether he would - but I think he possibly could.
He'd be shooting blanks, though. Demons are infertile; hellhounds aren't, but he's in the wrong shape.
Well, strictly speaking Agueda's not human... but I get it.
But lets draw the line a bit earlier than that, shall we?
...yes please.
"What, when you get down to brass monkeys, is actually wrong with besti--"
*Mutt enlists Sirius' help, locks Baskerville in a trunk and drops him into the ocean*
Baskerville, faintly: "You get more Gorgon-slayers this way!"
Sirius: "Don't you dare make any filthy puns about golden showers, any of you."
I do not have a nice tush! --worried-sounding anonymous voice
Serpy. Love. 0.0
I had to. It was the opportune moment. x)
Yes, we were hinting rather strongly for someone to post... glad it was noticed! *g*
*hearts Serpykins to death*
Yes, well, when there's something falling apart in the inn, who else would it be? Sandwich?
Durh. *g*
*fanpuppyish squeal* Sammich!
More rodents are needed. Bede and Nergye concur.