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snowblindrpg2015-11-08 06:07 pm
warriorscribe) wrote in snowblindrpg2015-11-08 06:07 pm
[log] More children for Team Babysitter [closed]
Characters: Enoch, Quark, House, Frisk
Location: D11(58)
Date: 54 evening-ish, whenever they get there
Summary: House asked Enoch to look out for Frisk because he can't outrun a monster. Enoch can't say no when a child is in danger.
Warnings: None yet? General Snowblind stuff? There may be a monster we haven't accounted for yet?
It had been a little less than halfway through the day when Enoch and Quark had made it to the house buried under the snow wall. It was starting to feel a little nostalgic, somehow, though not entirely in the best of ways; this was the place where It had struck, where he'd spent the entire night in its grip...
...But it was also the place he'd made a new friend. It was a house between the open air and the dark tunnels below. And he had all day to either contemplate its symbolism or wallow in the despair encroaching on the back of his mind. He knew better than to give in to that.
Eventually, House would arrive through the other door, with their new little companion.
((ooc: This is a mingle, go make your own toplevels for anything you guys want!))
Location: D11(58)
Date: 54 evening-ish, whenever they get there
Summary: House asked Enoch to look out for Frisk because he can't outrun a monster. Enoch can't say no when a child is in danger.
Warnings: None yet? General Snowblind stuff? There may be a monster we haven't accounted for yet?
It had been a little less than halfway through the day when Enoch and Quark had made it to the house buried under the snow wall. It was starting to feel a little nostalgic, somehow, though not entirely in the best of ways; this was the place where It had struck, where he'd spent the entire night in its grip...
...But it was also the place he'd made a new friend. It was a house between the open air and the dark tunnels below. And he had all day to either contemplate its symbolism or wallow in the despair encroaching on the back of his mind. He knew better than to give in to that.
Eventually, House would arrive through the other door, with their new little companion.
((ooc: This is a mingle, go make your own toplevels for anything you guys want!))
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No...I don't think so...
[He pauses in thought, then his eyes light up.]
Wait! Is he the one who likes things shaken and not stirred?
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That's the one. [Of course it's the famous lines.] Introduces himself as:
Bond. James Bond.
[He puts on his best Sean Connery impression for that.]
I'll hand it to the Brits. They know how to do spies.