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Bo Jones. Or maybe Dennis. ([personal profile] nookiepowered) wrote2014-06-02 11:29 am

43 Unicorn, Monday Morning...ish

When you stumble home from a weekend booty social call in Wales via portal at Godonlyknowswhat o'Clock in the morning (sadly without a stop at your office on the way), you're a little less likely to notice a stranger crashed on your couch than you are when you stumble back downstairs after a few hours of sleep.

And a brief tiptoe around the corner to grab the nearest blunt object.

"If you're somebody I know who suddenly sprouted a penis today, tell me now so we can save us both the concussion and the awkwardness," Bo said, gripping her baseball bat firmly.

Said the woman who saw nothing awkward in wielding a baseball bat while wearing a negligee and a pair of red fuzzy Angry Birds house slippers.

[OOC: for the housemates!]
14andseven: (I am art)

[personal profile] 14andseven 2014-06-02 03:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Roland would have liked to claim that this was the first time he'd been woken up by a woman threatening him with a baseball bat.

It was the first time he'd woken up that way and been immediately turned on.

"Uh," he said, then remembered Kenzi's warning to try not to stare at her roommate's boobs. He raised his hands -- and his eyes -- and tried to look non-threatening. "I come in peace." WORD CHOICE, Roland. "Kenzi let me in. I'm not a creepy home invader."
14andseven: (I am very introspective)

[personal profile] 14andseven 2014-06-02 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"I promise I'm on the side of the light." He might have worded that differently if he knew -- well, pretty much anything about Bo at all.

Well, he knew that her song needed some powerful electric bass, but that didn't actually get much into specifics. And saxophone. Electric bass and saxophone. And probably Barry White.
14andseven: (I think that deserves a side-eye)

[personal profile] 14andseven 2014-06-02 04:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"Roland, actually." People in his world tended to stick to terms like "littles" and "grey folk". He realized he still had his hands raised and started slowly lowering them. "You must be Bo."
14andseven: (I think that deserves a side-eye)

[personal profile] 14andseven 2014-06-02 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Roland added a nice, freewheeling percussion to Bo's growing ensemble and shook her hand. "That's too bad," he said. "Where I'm from, part of the point of the light side is that it doesn't try to control people."

Evan had been very clear on that point. Dark would do whatever the fuck it wanted. Light waited for you to tell it what you wanted.
14andseven: (I am very introspective)

[personal profile] 14andseven 2014-06-02 05:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Admittedly, I only actually met one Light Adept," Roland said, standing up and glancing over to check that his instruments had managed to get through the night unscathed. He'd slept as he almost always did -- fully dressed. "He was very convincing, though."

One of the great tragedies of Roland's life was that he'd probably never find quite that same song again.

"Whatever you might have is fine," he said. "Would you like me to get dishes or anything?"

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[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2014-06-02 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
About the time that Bo was handing over the sugar bombs, Kenzi staggered out of her room, sunglasses on. "Timezit?" She waved to both of them, and went rummaging for coffeeeeeeeee.
14andseven: (I think that deserves a side-eye)

[personal profile] 14andseven 2014-06-02 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Morning," said Roland. ". . . ish."

At least she didn't have a bat.

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2014-06-03 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
Kenzi nodded, mostly glad that she hadn't missed work, then pointed to the cereal and made a pitiful noise that might have been 'mine' or 'whyyy?'
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[personal profile] 14andseven 2014-06-03 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
Roland handed her the box. "This explains a lot."

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2014-06-03 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Mrrrr?"

That was Zenkie, not Kenzi, although she gave him a similar look of inquiry while Zenkie attempted to bond with Roland's ankles and beg for food.
14andseven: (I'm rather concerned by that)

[personal profile] 14andseven 2014-06-03 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
The noise Roland let out was not terribly manly. He refused to be ashamed. "You're a cat," he told Zenkie. "You're supposed to hunt for yourself."

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Identical looks of Are you for real? were now being directed at him by cat and Kenzi. Kenzi then poured some milk into the nearest paper bowl for Zenkie, and put it on the floor.

"Dude, she's the size of a dust bunny. What's she going to hunt down and kill? Aside from the odd sock?"
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"I don't pretend to understand the mystery of cats," Roland said. "They're masters of deception."

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[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2014-06-03 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
This filtered into Kenzi's brain in about the time it took her to find the button on the coffee maker and get it started.

"...oops?" She paused and said, "He's a refugee from the DoomHaus. I had to take him in."

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2014-06-03 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
"If we do, I vote we surrender and demand to be taken to its leader," Kenzi said, looking intrigued and hopeful. "Unless that's Doom. In which case, we assassinate its leader and declare a free republic of the House. Ville. Casa. OOOooooo Casa Kenzi!"

Wait, what was your point, Bo? Kenzi drank out of the coffee pot while trying to remember.

[identity profile] regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com 2014-06-03 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
"I think the Perky Teacher who beat me to the punch and decorated their mailbox invited him," Kenzi explained, then went looking for a non-hazardous mug to pour the rest of the coffee into. "Roland's a street musician. Not Doom's type. I guess the place is kind of falling down now, without His Evilness to prop it up with the power of his arrogance."