... snack table, searching for edible items. As in, things that were not made of cardboard, motor oil, small stuffed hedgehogs, or any combination of the three.
She finally poured herself a glass of strawberry lemonade and turned around, only to smack into a slightly taller woman who looked as if she was in her late teens. The woman had bright green, spiky hair and was wearing a radioactively green sweater with equally eye-blindingly red pants. The woman started chattering at Lisa at a dizzying rate. "Hey Lisa! How're those spells going? Cute t-shirt, by the way."
"Excuse me? I've never seen you before in my life." Lisa was certainly not amused at this.
The woman's eyes widened, then she smiled sheepishly. "Time travel. Never can get it right. Sorry. I'm the Scribe. Call me Scribe. Or whatever."
Lisa shook the odd woman's hand, rather bewiledered by her. "Erm... Nice to meet you, I guess. Time travel?"
"Well... yeah. Probably shouldn't hang around me for too long, there might be some timey... stuff... you know."
With the, the Scribe walked off, leaving Lisa blinking in surprise with a strawberry lemonade in her hand. She shook her head and walked in the other direction.
((This is going on a little before the fire. I was busy yesterday, so yeah, wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey. )) Ilraen had nearly forgotten the box he was holding, but now that he'd seen Orken pleased with ... more
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Frédéric looked around for his son and found him just off to his right. "Gaspard," he shouted over the pandemonium. "Can you pursue your conversation with your friend outside please? It's getting hot ... more
Lisa squeaked as she was splashed with punch. She ran off to the side, found the pitcher of strawberry lemonade, and (after a regretful look at her new favorite drink) also threw it at the ceiling.... more
(( I wrote my last post intending to be caught up by the end, so as far as I'm concerned it's all fine now. That said, though, I am very much against actually burning everything down, since that... more
Came the shout from the inside of the Lounge. Gaspard and Frédéric came back inside. "Man," said Gaspard as he looked at the scorched interior. "Who knew a small fairy could do all of that?" "I have... more
... and closed her eyes, hoping for a short nap. Possibly a nice cookie. Of course, this is a holidy party in the PPC HQ. Peace is not an option. Within five minutes, Lisa was sat on, she had angrily ... more