http://lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2006-01-15 08:03 pm

The Fourth Sin - Sunday Night

Becky was in a cheery mood when she took her place behnd the desk.

She was humming, in fact.

What she was humming was probably kind of hard to tell, since "on-key" and "Becky" don't exactly go together.

It might have sounded an awful lot like, "Anchors Away," though.

[identity profile] autolycus-kot.livejournal.com 2006-01-16 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
Autolycus whistled cheerfully a he entered the Forth Sin. "Good Evening, my dear."

[identity profile] autolycus-kot.livejournal.com 2006-01-16 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Autolycus, but you can call me Auto," Autolycus grinned. "I thought I'd do my civic duty and patronise local businesses."

[identity profile] autolycus-kot.livejournal.com 2006-01-16 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
"While I'm not too picky, I wouldn't say no to tall, dark and dangerous. And leather."

[identity profile] autolycus-kot.livejournal.com 2006-01-16 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
"I believe that sounds excellent," Autolycus grinned back.

[identity profile] autolycus-kot.livejournal.com 2006-01-16 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
After quickly skimming through the wavier, Autolycus signed with a flourish and bounced up the steps.
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[personal profile] deadly_little 2006-01-16 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
A window into the lobby slides open. Miho hurls a water balloon at Becky. The window closes.

[identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com 2006-01-16 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
After getting home (http://www.livejournal.com/users/bluth_illusions/3128.html), or at least where home should be, GOB walked over to the Sin. He was hoping he wouldn't be killed when he walked inside.

"Hi, Becky," he said, walking in.

[identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com 2006-01-16 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
GOB gave Becky a funny look. The last time he saw her, she had thrown two knives past his head.

This was the fifth most unsettling thing he had ever seen.

"Been better. Someone stole my yacht." He hung his head pitifully, hoping it might gain him some sympathy points since he had a request to make. "I was wondering if you could possibly spare a room until it's found."

[identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com 2006-01-16 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Thanks, Becky. I appreciate it."

He pulled out a wallet and tossed it on the desk. "By the way, I mugged a mime in New York and got this. It looks like he has pictures of you in there, but I think it might actually be Color Becky. He seemed like a jerk. I thought you might get a kick out of it."

[identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com 2006-01-16 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
"She has a name?" GOB asked incredulously. He was still going to call her Color Becky.

"And thanks for the room. I really appreciate it," GOB smiled. He finally noticed something. "Why are you wet?"

[identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com 2006-01-16 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
"That's not good," GOB said, looking around quickly. As if he stood a chance of surviving a tiny ninja water balloon attack.

[identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com 2006-01-16 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Weird kids."

GOB yawned. "If you don't mind, I think I'm going to head up. It was a long ride back. But, really, thank you, Becky. You're a great friend." He gave a very warm smile.

[identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com 2006-01-16 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Thanks. Don't worry. I'll be quiet as a mouse. The girls won't even know I'm here," GOB said, unintentionally leaving himself wide open for for any possible snark Becky could provide.

[identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com 2006-01-16 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, they do," GOB said. The meanness was actually kind of refreshing.

"Good night, Becky."