Atton Rand & miscellaneous names (
suitably_heroic) wrote2011-04-15 08:00 am
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Voicemail Post
"Hey. This is Atton. If you're getting this, I'm either not around or I can't tell you where I am, so leave a message and I'll figure out if I want to get back to you."
Beep.
Beep.
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Except for the broken nose part.
I mean, I won't DIE with a busted nose. And then I can just break his right back.
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Because otherwise they were going to have to spend that weekend off doing remedial combat training.
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A few moments later, Sparkle sent a follow-up text.
Except walls. Ow.
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It seemed like sound reasoning to Sparkle.
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His knuckles did. Sparkle didn't.
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Hard to be bored when you're actively trying not to die, granted...
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See how better off he would be? SEE?
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Sandwiches!
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He would try, Atton. Don't think for an instant that he wouldn't.
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Yes, arguing about Pop Tart delivery with Portalocity customer service was Sparkle's new game plan for the rest of the day. It would be awesome.
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That would do, right?
I will resort to yodeling on the phone at the gnome if I have to in order to get them to crack.
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Hey, I'm not going to stop you if you decide to drop them off personally, either, he wrote.
It was Citadel Station. They'd probably be fine.
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You were really good at this temptation thing, Atton. Sparkle was already googling weekend Portalocity ticket prices.
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With the aforementioned Pop Tarts and probably some real food besides.
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That sounded ridiculously good right now, actually.