Logan Echolls (
fh_jackass) wrote in
fandomtownies2006-02-24 07:43 am
Jeff, God of Biscuits - Friday Morning (Around 11 am)
Logan held the door open for Veronica. "Only the finest of carbohydrate-rich goods for my Nyquil-free lady," he said.
[ooc: Contents of conversation with V is NFB. Logan is also available for all your Logan-touching needs.]
[eta: Boss is here. Will have to slowplay for a bit.
[ooc: Contents of conversation with V is NFB. Logan is also available for all your Logan-touching needs.]
[eta: Boss is here. Will have to slowplay for a bit.

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[ooc: the fact that i have logan touching needs disturbs me greatly :)]
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[ooc: dirty!]
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The fact that she didn't strictly need to eat to survive didn't mean she couldn't enjoy a brownie now and then.
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"Pardon me. I'm so clumsy today!"
[[ooc: me too! (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomtownies/657826.html?thread=25762466#t25762466)
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She waved to Logan and Veronica as she came in.
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She bumps into Angela.
"Excuse me."
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Agatha's didn't look like it was quite open so Pippi decided to get some brakefast from Jeff's. Unfortunately, she got quite a bit more then that.
So in trying to juggle a large number of boxes and a propane cannister while trying to navigate around for a place to sit, she bumped into a lot of stuff.
Including Logan.
"Oh, I'm sorry." she said and a powdered donut fell from her pile and dusted Logan with confectioner's sugar.
"Here, let me help you with that."
She put down the canister and produced a large red handkerchief which she used to dust Logan off.
It wasn't doing a very good job.
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"I'm fine," Logan said, putting up his hands to keep her at arms' length. He looked at Veronica. "Nyquil yesterday, sugar today. I'm all about the sticky, baby."
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"Hey! Did you get my email about needing your mad skillz?" she asks.
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[ooc: oooh, touch me, Logan-baby...]
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In practice, Logan got about two steps before the NPC janitor thrust a wet mop in front of him. Logan stumbled and put a foot down on a puddle of water on the floor.
The janitor was oblivious. He had his eyes half-closed and was pushing the mop in time to whatever music was playing on his headphones. So he didn't realize as he swung the mop around that he was about to hit Logan in the head with the handle.
Logan ducked, but it threw him off-balance and with the wet floor underneath - well, what followed was kind of inevitable. Gravity tends to get its way in the end.
Fortunatly, J, GOB was rather crowded that morning. So instead of Logan hitting the floor directly, he stumbled into Chloe. His hands were in rather the wrong spot, considering Veronica was only a few feet away, so he let go and tried to regain his balance.
At that point, the janitor, who hadn't noticed anything amiss, caught Logan across the shins with the mop. Logan fell backwards into Lilah, teetered, righted himself, stepped on another wet patch, and headed for the floor, grasping at Angela, Harper, and Vala before hitting the floor.
[zomg, tag!]
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