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It'd been a decent couple of days - training Sparkle, avoiding Brianna, finding new places to leave rude things scribbled on the walls of the Temple that Mical probably wouldn't find out about until he was fifty - but all decent things had to end. For one thing, most of Atton's stuff was on the island, and for the other, he didn't actually want to miss the couple of quiet days there before the next term.

Why squander a perfectly good place without people he hated?

"All right, portal leaves in two hours," Atton said, pushing open the door to a charming local diner that screamed GRAKK in offensively neon-and-glittery words from the rooftop. Inside, a plethora of people of various species were hovering or sitting in their seats, but there were still a couple of booths open, including one facing right across from the diner's four-armed cook, so hey, Atton would sit down right there.

"Stick to the blue part of the menu," he said, "The white part's living food. Yellow's not for humans, and red... let's just not talk about the red."

[[ for sparks! ]]

Date: 2014-12-25 07:57 pm (UTC)
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There was a long pause at that.

And then Sparkle just smirked and glanced out the window, looking to see if maybe he could spot the temple from there.

"I can see how that might be a problem, yeah."

Sparkle was being an ass on purpose, now.

Date: 2014-12-25 08:05 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] myownface
"... I'd totally sit back and just film that," Sparkle mused. "Michael Bay, eat your heart out."

It wasn't like he could otherwise contribute, here.

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