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fandomtownies2007-03-09 10:40 pm
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Fandom Post Office: Friday (9/3)
Moist had travelled to work in a very unique way. Had anyone been watching, they would have seen him apparently gliding across the surface of the water, illuminated from below by a golden glow.
That was because he was perched on Gladys's shoulders.
The Post Office was flooded, right up to the edge of the second floor. Moist got in by the simple expedient of climbing across the roof and through the windows, which he threw open in lieu of doors. They were just the right height for anyone who might be traversing the floods by boat.
Gladys tramped stoically up the stairs, shedding water. "There Are Creatures In The Post Office."
"What?" Moist cautiously looked over the railing and came face to face with a…well, he had no idea what it was, but it looked part fish and all unfriendly. "Hello?" he ventured.
The thing cocked its head, grinned, then leapt into the air, landing in the water with a splash and a flick of its tail.
"So is that better or worse than a flying demon monkey?" he asked as it swam out of sight.
"I Do Not Know."
"Neither do I, but if it goes near the Sorting Engine it might be in for a surprise."
[Post office is open for business, or at least the second floor is. I go sleeps now! Mod Gladys, or I'll be up in about five hours.]
That was because he was perched on Gladys's shoulders.
The Post Office was flooded, right up to the edge of the second floor. Moist got in by the simple expedient of climbing across the roof and through the windows, which he threw open in lieu of doors. They were just the right height for anyone who might be traversing the floods by boat.
Gladys tramped stoically up the stairs, shedding water. "There Are Creatures In The Post Office."
"What?" Moist cautiously looked over the railing and came face to face with a…well, he had no idea what it was, but it looked part fish and all unfriendly. "Hello?" he ventured.
The thing cocked its head, grinned, then leapt into the air, landing in the water with a splash and a flick of its tail.
"So is that better or worse than a flying demon monkey?" he asked as it swam out of sight.
"I Do Not Know."
"Neither do I, but if it goes near the Sorting Engine it might be in for a surprise."
[Post office is open for business, or at least the second floor is. I go sleeps now! Mod Gladys, or I'll be up in about five hours.]
Moist!
Mod Gladys
Merman
Mail Boxes
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