009 - Key Lime

[deadly_ned]

I am only just now realizing that a dark and terrible storm is lurking over the horizon and that I may or may not have the resources necessary to prepare myself to face it.


And since I have one, and only one skill to offer in exchange..


Pies for any sort of sword-fighting or survivalist training for me and my inmate.


Please.


We're not fighters. At least, I'm not a fighter...much. I don't like to put words in the mouths of other people. I like to put pie there instead.

Or...room-cleaning, or I know Morse Code but I'm not sure how handy that will come in, but it's sort of a nifty little party trick when you're bored and have nothing better to do, but that might take a substantially larger amount of time than a simple comfort food hand-off.

[Locked to Thomas]

Digby has been re-homed. My room is officially dog-free. So you can...come, and go as you please.

If it pleases.

Also I may or may not have volunteered us both to go to a card game. Do you play cards? I can do a, um. A crash course.

Comments

I DO WHAT I WANT!

[forsaken_queen]

Dearest Warden, when did I ever give you the impression that I follow your orders?

:c

[winterinlordaeron]

Not really ever, I just hoped that maybe you'd see sense that you shouldn't be threatening a Warden.

[forsaken_queen]

You all seem to think that your meager title is some sort of shield to protect you.

[winterinlordaeron]

It's not just a title, it's a job, here. One I intend to see though, whether you like it or not.

[forsaken_queen]

[She laughs, cruel and condescending.]

You are an utter fool.

[winterinlordaeron]

Maybe I am, but it does me alright so far.

[forsaken_queen]

So far. [Nope, that doesn't have cryptic shady feel to it. Not at all.]