#extant-exanimum

[arachneinangora]

@extant-exanimum

Hello, cousin!  

Shall we go out and paint the town red some evening and/or pick up some lucky blokes?  I need to fish outside this pond for a bit, if you know what I mean, and I’m sure I can get a few days off; no-one seems to pay the least bit of attention anymore.  

Zarenyia

[cynaram]

"What's weird about one friend sucking on another friend's neck?" {have a random mini drabble prompt from Laurelai to C because I'm watching Pa.rks &Rec and I just needed to.}

Cabal glanced over a sheaf of papers.  He took a moment to satisfy himself that her curiosity was abstract, or at least not in immediate danger of brimming over into application.  

“Outside of emergencies, friends do not touch each other’s necks.  A vampire might give you a different answer.”

[secondhandmckie]

Laurelai's expression was star-struck (perhaps it was the bright lights?) as she crept through the door of the curio shop. The bell above the door startled her, and she nearly knocked over a bin heaped to overflowing with wild-haired gnome dolls. Was this another Llamia's hoard? She couldn't be certain, but curiosity led her to wander the isles. {extant-exanimum }

@extant-exanimum

“Everything okay over there?”

Molly wandered out from behind a bookshelf, a box of donated books propped against her hip. It wasn’t unusual for people to wander in near closing time–drunks, mostly–but she also wasn’t in the mood to clean up a potential mess.

“Can I help you with something?” She frowned a little. “…some shoes, maybe?”

[cynaram]

(for Cabal) Are you afraid of Lorelei?

Cabal looks up from the document he is forging, takes a moment to consider his answer.  “I am not afraid of Miss Wingates.  That does not mean I am incautious.”