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fandomtownies2013-05-31 10:13 am
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Town Hall, Friday
Ron did not particularly look forward to his job, but at least he usually showed up for it. In fact, he was there punctually even now.
He remained there - punctually - for roughly two hours during the morning. Then he had gotten up to get his pre-lunch out of his bag, and everything had gone to hell. Figuratively speaking. There was no actual hell involved.
Hell, in this case, was suddenly and inexplicably turning into a bald eagle with no warning at all.
The bald eagle looked momentarily confused. Then annoyed. Then it hopped up onto Ron's chair and sat there for a while, trying to determine the likelihood of making it through the door in time to go out and catch some mice. (The bald eagle really craved fish, but it would stick by its principles even if it killed it.)
[[ mostly establishy, but town hall is open if you want to come in and muck around near the judgy bald eagle. ]]
He remained there - punctually - for roughly two hours during the morning. Then he had gotten up to get his pre-lunch out of his bag, and everything had gone to hell. Figuratively speaking. There was no actual hell involved.
Hell, in this case, was suddenly and inexplicably turning into a bald eagle with no warning at all.
The bald eagle looked momentarily confused. Then annoyed. Then it hopped up onto Ron's chair and sat there for a while, trying to determine the likelihood of making it through the door in time to go out and catch some mice. (The bald eagle really craved fish, but it would stick by its principles even if it killed it.)
[[ mostly establishy, but town hall is open if you want to come in and muck around near the judgy bald eagle. ]]