http://hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2012-11-17 08:10 pm

Caritas, Saturday

April did not have a power, but it was possible - just possible - from the way that Tino couldn't stop criticizing her clothes that he had picked one up today.

"Dude, are you screwing the girl from that clothes store now or something?" she asked finally when he started in on how boots and skirts were a precarious combination but one she managed to pull off. "Go away. Or pour me a drink or something."

To Tino's credit, he tried, but ended up with booze all over his clothes. That at least was entertaining, and now April could laugh at him instead of listening to his rambling. Much better.

[[fun fact: this is my first time posting after [livejournal.com profile] nookiepowered! do i get a medal?]]
wwiii: (Are you for real?)

Re: The Bar

[personal profile] wwiii 2012-11-18 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
"... About my wings, or about my girlfriend and I being okay?"

It had been a very open-ended bullshit!
wwiii: (Humph.)

Re: The Bar

[personal profile] wwiii 2012-11-18 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
"On this island, you're really going to call bullshit on that?" Warren was side-eyeing you, April, before reaching into his pocket and pulling out his phone. It didn't exactly take much effort to find a picture of him with his wings out. After all, he hadn't had any reason to hide them while he was still a student here. "You must have either come to the island after I graduated, or just completely neglected to ever look up while I was here."

He held up his phone and flipped through a few of the photos. Some cheap pair of strap-on costume wings could not do the things that his were doing in those photos, no.
wwiii: (Not so sure)

Re: The Bar

[personal profile] wwiii 2012-11-18 01:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"I had hollow bones and proportional muscle mass to account for them," Warren grumbled, reaching for his alcohol. "They weren't any more heavy or less comfortable than having arms."

And now, a deep swig. Hello, terrifyingly orange thing.

"I feel heavier right now. Like it should be impossible to stand, let alone fly."