Nov. 2nd, 2010

wavewalker: (stop the boat I want off)
[ Today we find our intrepid Raptori pirate, still in his too-big borrowed clothes, around the shops in town. Namely the clothing shops, since giving up limbs or memories at the post office in exchange for clothes that actually fit doesn't seem like much of a fair trade to him.

Every time he enters a shop, though, he is quickly chased out by the drones therein, usually wielding brooms or rolled newspapers. Sometimes he's hauled bodily out of the store, while the drone scolds him and tells him "no dogs allowed".

It's becoming very frustrating. ]


Later, after some fumbling, a phone call goes out to the town: )

((ooc; Run into him on the street or talk to him on the phone, whichever!))
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