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Carth's magical adventure, ROUND TWO, MOTHERFUCKERS!

Started by Anastasia, August 24, 2003, 05:18:09 AM

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Carthrat

Carthrat yawns, and turns over in bed, getting some more sleep before Tir shows up..
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

Zzzz...

The sound of someone banging on the door wakes Carthrat from his slumber. "Hey, 'Rat! You in there?" Tir calls out. "Rat...RAT!"
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Carthrat

Carthrat yawns. "I'm awake, I'm awake!" he says, pulling open the door..
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

Tir is there, his hair untied today. It spills down to his upper back like a wave of black oil, smooth and shimmery. He wears Earth clothes again, today black slacks and a loose white dress shirt. He looks rumpled but stylish, the effect of such an outfit.

"Just get up, bed head?" he teases, smiling.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Carthrat

"I got up at 8," replies Carthrat, yawning. "Oversleeping is fun, mind.. hey, Rachel!" he says, glancing back into the room.
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

Rachel is not to be seen, but the laptop computer is out. A message is typed on the screen: "Out for breakfast, be back in a half hour."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Carthrat

"Oh, right," mutters Carthrat. "Ready to make some money, Tir?"
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

"I hope you are," he grins. "You don't look so hot, though," he comments as he steps inside and sits down on the couch. "Bad night?"
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Carthrat

Carthrat levels a flat look at Tir. "And just how good do you look when you get out of bed?"
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

"Dapper, suave and ready to sweep a lady off her feet," he jousts back. "It isn't fair to compare  you to me, though."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Carthrat

"Yeah, harsh reality imposed on fantasy isn't fair at all," shoots back Carthrat, producing a comb and running it through his hair.
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

"Such words," he laughs. "I'd think you were a grouch in the morning. Imagine that."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Carthrat

Carthrat chucks a pillow at Tir. "And it looks like someone is a prick. All the time."
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

Tir laughs, unable to avoid the pillow in his humor. "Damn, man. Touc-HY."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Carthrat

"Don't remind me," groans Carthrat, thinking back to Rachel last night.

Typing out a quick note on the computer (Out to work. Found a partner. Be back later), he manges to clean up his entire demenaour and posture in a few seconds.

"Lets'a go!"
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up