notconflicted: (frowning)
Marasiah Fel ([personal profile] notconflicted) wrote2012-12-13 05:45 am

Room 317- Tuesday morning

Sia had been trying to study. Normally she was very good at staying focused, too. It was just that today, anytime she started to get anywhere, she'd hear an impatient throat-clearing noise that seemed to be coming from the strange sprig of green... thing that had appeared on the ceiling today.

"Hem, hem," it said.

"In case it's escaped your notice, I'm ignoring you," Sia said, not even looking up from her notebook, though she did wonder how she got to the point where she would reply to talking plants on her ceiling and not react.


[I will never not love the pushy mistletoe. Open door, open post.]
suitably_heroic: (dsp: ew.)

Re: ...NFB

[personal profile] suitably_heroic 2012-12-13 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
... Yeah.

Atton's forehead crumpled up into extreme confusion as he attempted to make sense of that.

"So," he said slowly, "Why do you care?"
suitably_heroic: (dsp: fear the jacket)

Re: ...NFB

[personal profile] suitably_heroic 2012-12-13 08:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Right."

Not buying that one for a second, but what the hell would he do with it? Pushing might get him something he'd have to weasel out of.

"Well, then I'll remove my confusion from your room, your highness," he said, taking another step towards that do-- hey, hello, doorway.
suitably_heroic: (dsp: exCUSE me?)

Re: ...NFB

[personal profile] suitably_heroic 2012-12-13 09:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"How about you shut up before I really lose my temper and come back with my blaster," Atton snapped.

And then slammed the door as he left. As you do.