Post by ωΘĿƒ on Jul 27, 2009 21:15:09 GMT -6
(seems like a crowd to me >.> and Le Cyll XD To spice it up, I'm thinking one of the classics. Food fight! Man your stations everyone! We're going to have a problem!)
Le Cyll, realizing what he'd done, instantly dropped his hand. Well, seems he'd found another social taboo while here in the States... Up North, afflictions were common. There was some fuss over them, but mostly it was taken as a part of life. No one really did care if you'd fractured a leg hunting a particularly large caribou.
Here though, it seemed all afflictions - whether large or small - were doted on mercilessly. Goody. He'd need to keep the writhing in pain to a minimum while in the sights of others.
"Fine." He replied, lightly, pushing an edge of deliberate ease into his voice. It's just the noise.. he quipped to himself, but did not feel the need to alert anyone else. Instead, he satiated them with something a little less biting.
"It's fine. I'm just tired from being up all night. A little coffee, and I'll be better."
Hmm. That reminded him. He had to try some of the local cuisine, repulsive though it did look. Who knows? Maybe there was a cure for this rather pathetic problem.
Well... there was a cure. Get out of the room full of people...
Then, though he was trying to avert attention, he felt the need to suddenly attract it.
"Arabella. Duck."
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((this is the food fight beginning >.> so you'd better listen if you don't want mashed potatoes in your hair Ara XD ))
Le Cyll, realizing what he'd done, instantly dropped his hand. Well, seems he'd found another social taboo while here in the States... Up North, afflictions were common. There was some fuss over them, but mostly it was taken as a part of life. No one really did care if you'd fractured a leg hunting a particularly large caribou.
Here though, it seemed all afflictions - whether large or small - were doted on mercilessly. Goody. He'd need to keep the writhing in pain to a minimum while in the sights of others.
"Fine." He replied, lightly, pushing an edge of deliberate ease into his voice. It's just the noise.. he quipped to himself, but did not feel the need to alert anyone else. Instead, he satiated them with something a little less biting.
"It's fine. I'm just tired from being up all night. A little coffee, and I'll be better."
Hmm. That reminded him. He had to try some of the local cuisine, repulsive though it did look. Who knows? Maybe there was a cure for this rather pathetic problem.
Well... there was a cure. Get out of the room full of people...
Then, though he was trying to avert attention, he felt the need to suddenly attract it.
"Arabella. Duck."
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((this is the food fight beginning >.> so you'd better listen if you don't want mashed potatoes in your hair Ara XD ))