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fandomtownies2012-04-08 11:50 am
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The Gig, Sunday
...The hay had all turned in to some sort of soft green plastic.
The horses, naturally, found this very disconcerting. As did Firekeeper and Blind Seer, although Firekeeper was currently occupied with the egg-shaped thing wrapped in foil that a bunny had showed up with earlier. The bunny had indicated in no uncertain terms that Firekeeper was to take it. But- now what was she supposed to do with it? She gave it a cursory sniff.
Ah! Chocolate. Well. That was easy enough.
[ooc: open, although on the slowest of plays as I get ready for/go to Easter dinner.]
The horses, naturally, found this very disconcerting. As did Firekeeper and Blind Seer, although Firekeeper was currently occupied with the egg-shaped thing wrapped in foil that a bunny had showed up with earlier. The bunny had indicated in no uncertain terms that Firekeeper was to take it. But- now what was she supposed to do with it? She gave it a cursory sniff.
Ah! Chocolate. Well. That was easy enough.
[ooc: open, although on the slowest of plays as I get ready for/go to Easter dinner.]