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~~THE PERFORMANCE THREAD~~ **aside** ((action)) %%thought%%
Daniel:
GUY RAPHAELSON:
**Oh, hello. You must be Olivia's owl partner. They're having the party inside. I guess you can just go in.**
((Guy notices the bunch of flowers in Oscar's talon.))
**That's not an apology bouquet, is it?**
Pipedream:
--- Quote from: Daniel on July 30, 2006, 02:24:28 pm ---GUY RAPHAELSON:
**Oh, hello. You must be Olivia's owl partner. They're having the party inside. I guess you can just go in.**
((Guy notices the bunch of flowers in Oscar's talon.))
**That's not an apology bouquet, is it?**
--- End quote ---
Owl Oscar:
**Oh, hi! An apology bouquet? Hell, no! That's just what civilized owls do when a Lady invites them... ((blushes)).
Yeah, I guess I'll go in there. Why don't you come with me? **
%% Only hope the warshrag isn't there... %%
Daniel:
--- Quote from: Pipedream on July 30, 2006, 03:01:54 pm ---Owl Oscar:
**Oh, hi! An apology bouquet? Hell, no! That's just what civilized owls do when a Lady invites them... ((blushes)).
Yeah, I guess I'll go in there. Why don't you come with me? **
--- End quote ---
GUY RAPHAELSON:
((Guy wonders if he should tell Owl Oscar the truth or make up something to save face. He decides to go somewhere in between.))
**Oh, well it's a wine cellar, and I have something like an allergic reaction to red wine, so it might not be the safest place for me to be.... I'd break out in hives or something. **
Pipedream:
--- Quote from: Daniel on July 30, 2006, 03:07:44 pm ---GUY RAPHAELSON:
((Guy wonders if he should tell Owl Oscar the truth or make up something to save face. He decides to go somewhere in between.))
**Oh, well it's a wine cellar, and I have something like an allergic reaction to red wine, so it might not be the safest place for me to be.... I'd break out in hives or something. **
--- End quote ---
Owl Oscar:
** Rubbish! Are you a man or a mouse? You come with me, boy! For all I know, the Props Magician ran out of red wine quite a while ago, anyway! Besides, we got two renowned psychologists up here on Broken Arsed. They should be at the party, too! **
((Grabs poor Guy with his talons and drags him down the stairs to the cellar...))
Daniel:
GUY RAPHAELSON:
((Being dragged down a flight of stairs by a giant owl was not his idea of fun, but besides ripping out of a broadcloth dress shirt designed specifically not to be ripped, he didn't see like he had much choice. He tried to take in the stairwell he was being dragged through, but through the flurry of gray feathers could see very little. A cold draft rushed up from the cellar below, dry but chilling. He had a terrible sensation that something horrible was about to happen.))
**Please, Mr. Owl...! Just let me wait outside... I don't want to be any trouble, honestly!**
((The owl ignored his complaints and dragged him into a room full of raucous laughter, wild music, loud murmurs, and the occasional clink of glass on glass. Guy closed his eyes fiercely and held them shut with as much strength as he could muster.))
**Well, Mr. Owl, did she finish all the red wine?**
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