Ian Wavewalker (
wavewalker) wrote2010-10-29 09:16 pm
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ONE // Making friends and influencing people already
[ There's a clatter as the phone is knocked off the hook, followed by the sounds of drawers being opened and their contents being sifted through. There's some unhappy muttering, but otherwise the perpetrator of said rummaging is quiet.
Until he is interrupted by a female shriek: ]
Eek!
-! I'm terribly sorry, madam. Is this your home? I appear to have been robbed and--
No! Bad! Get out of there this instant!
I beg your pardon?
Who even let you in the house? I keep telling the children, pets belong outside. Come on.
I let myself in-- pet? I'm no one's pet. Least of all- unhand me this instant. [ there's a snarl that's not quite human, and the sounds of a brief struggle, followed by a THWAP ] What- that was highly unnecessary!
Go on! Outside! I said go! [ silence for a beat, and then the drone woman retreats, calling for her husband to take care of the "filthy animal" in the bedroom ]
What... just happened?
[ The lone resident of 754 Partridge Drive might indeed find something... interesting in the bedroom, if he so chooses to look. ]
Until he is interrupted by a female shriek: ]
Eek!
-! I'm terribly sorry, madam. Is this your home? I appear to have been robbed and--
No! Bad! Get out of there this instant!
I beg your pardon?
Who even let you in the house? I keep telling the children, pets belong outside. Come on.
I let myself in-- pet? I'm no one's pet. Least of all- unhand me this instant. [ there's a snarl that's not quite human, and the sounds of a brief struggle, followed by a THWAP ] What- that was highly unnecessary!
Go on! Outside! I said go! [ silence for a beat, and then the drone woman retreats, calling for her husband to take care of the "filthy animal" in the bedroom ]
What... just happened?
[ The lone resident of 754 Partridge Drive might indeed find something... interesting in the bedroom, if he so chooses to look. ]
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Where are you from, anyway?
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Would you mind terribly if I kept these? [ he motions to the borrowed set of clothes he's wearing ] At least until I can procure my own.
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[He makes a fist and hits his stomach a few times.] Don't sweat it! I don't usually wear that shit unless I have to.
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[ He chuckles ] I've noticed. I couldn't get my First Mate to wear a shirt if his life depended on it, either.
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