[ Ah, Max, hope you're not tired of seeing him yet and talking shop. Really, they should stop meeting like this, but until they gain some more experienced and overpowered party members, it'll just be all business and little party.
Plas, personally, is tired of running around, and really wishes they had invested in child leashes for the gremlins. Uneasy as it makes him to imagine being responsible for twenty-plus people on an ongoing basis. And it does seem like they're missing more these days, doesn't it? It seems like maybe they might have really fucked up.
It's a deflated Plas that drags himself over to her house. Literally, deflated, as in he seems to have become less three-dimensional, and also less firm. This is not figurative dragging. He's a bit melty. ]
Max... [ It's very plaintive, the knock devoid of any enthusiasm. He's not here on funtime business. ]
no subject
Plas, personally, is tired of running around, and really wishes they had invested in child leashes for the gremlins. Uneasy as it makes him to imagine being responsible for twenty-plus people on an ongoing basis. And it does seem like they're missing more these days, doesn't it? It seems like maybe they might have really fucked up.
It's a deflated Plas that drags himself over to her house. Literally, deflated, as in he seems to have become less three-dimensional, and also less firm. This is not figurative dragging. He's a bit melty. ]
Max... [ It's very plaintive, the knock devoid of any enthusiasm. He's not here on funtime business. ]