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.

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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."