James Sunderland (
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mayfield_rpg2012-05-22 02:35 pm
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[Action - Peepers Street in front of his house]
[There's a guy stumbling out of 436, looking shocked and confused and soaking wet. He coughs a few times, doubled over on the sidewalk, his body rather obviously trying not to choke. How'd he get so wet? Who the hell knows.
Maybe you should go and ask him why he's making a puddle in the middle of the street if you're so curious.]
[There's a guy stumbling out of 436, looking shocked and confused and soaking wet. He coughs a few times, doubled over on the sidewalk, his body rather obviously trying not to choke. How'd he get so wet? Who the hell knows.
Maybe you should go and ask him why he's making a puddle in the middle of the street if you're so curious.]
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And stares.
And keeps staring.]
Are you- are you serious? I wasn't trying to mop I was trying to- [...Okay maybe he shouldn't be talking suicide with his new "wife" - might get a bit awkward considering that'll probably lead to the How He Lost His Last One story] I wasn't mopping.
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[ Oh. Well. Even if he doesn't explain, it won't stop her from asking. ] What were you doing? Who 're you?
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—I don't know where that is.
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I dooon't remember being buried there, but that's where Lady Seiga woke me up! [ So. You know. No big deal.
Though she frowns. ] And now I'm here and this place is stupid and they can't even do that riiight!
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