More shit I got to do, more fucking paperwork there is.

[sharpestscalpel]

Jesus fucking his goddamn Virgin mother Mary up against the wall, people, it’s been a fucking busy bit of business on this side of the goddamn interdimensional divide, not that you heard me say anything of the fucking sort because who knows what the shitting Empire would make of that at this point and I have got me some personal plans that don’t need disturbing.

What’s shaping up in your damn neck of the woods?

((OOC – Hey, y’all! I was out of town all weekend – I got to run around a con with [Bad username or site: ”rn_chapel” @ livejournal.com] and many several friends and it was awesome but I definitely missed getting in some good RP. Hi!))

Comments

[nawigator]

Do you have to be so crass about it? No. I'm fine.

We don't abuse the language, we do it properly, everyone else is wrong.

[sharpestscalpel.livejournal.com]

Yeah, actually, I think I DO have to be crass about it. Good for you, Peaches. 'Bout time you had some fun with someone else's goddamn genitals.

Uh-huh.

[nawigator]

Oh sweet Mother of God, I just hope they don't see this.

Yu-huh.

[sharpestscalpel.livejournal.com]

Oh, see, now I'm all damn curious. You embarrassed about the person you're fucking?

[nawigator]

No! I am not embarrassed I just know I vould not like people talking about having sex with me were everybody could see it.

[sharpestscalpel.livejournal.com]

I'm guessing you didn't fuck Golden Boy then - he seems to goddamn like his business being spread about.

[headnursechapel.livejournal.com]

Oh, Pasha dear!

If you need to talk, sweetheart, you know you can always come to me.

[sharpestscalpel.livejournal.com]

You get laid at any point in all of this?

[headnursechapel.livejournal.com]

Hello to you, too, Doctor.

I don't see how that's any of your business.

[nawigator]

Thank you Christine, but I am fine, really.

[headnursechapel.livejournal.com]

As long as you're sure, sweetie.

[gold-ambition.livejournal.com]

No. I'm fine.

Oh, good. Good.

[sharpestscalpel.livejournal.com]

Holy fucking shit. Glitter Pants?

[gold-ambition.livejournal.com]

Hmm? What?

[sharpestscalpel.livejournal.com]

You show her a good time?

[gold-ambition.livejournal.com]

I sure as hell thought so. She's a damn fine woman.

[rn-chapel.livejournal.com]

...

[nawigator]

Tina, there is a perfectly logical and reasonable explanation for this and I will tell you it when I can think of it.

[rn-chapel.livejournal.com]

"We were high" is more than enough explanation. And, really, you don't need one. I was just startled.

And I hope he was good to you. Or I will kick his ass. Somehow.

[nawigator]

We were high. It isn't really going to cut it with you know who but ): Nothing much I can do about that.

He was fine with me, seriously.

[gold-ambition.livejournal.com]

Pasha wants me to shut up. Respectfully. Which was advice I should have taken. I didn't want you to find out like this.

I'm sorry.

[rn-chapel.livejournal.com]

There's nothing to apologize to me for. You're allowed to have a sex life.

...Not to mention that it wasn't even something you did entirely on purpose.

Which, again, doesn't matter, since I don't have any kind of claim on you. But I'm just saying.

[nawigator]

James, with all the possible respect in the world, shut the hell up.

[gold-ambition.livejournal.com]

Aw, Pasha, don't be like that. Wasn't like I planned it or anything. Didn't leave you anywhere dangerous.

Just glad you're okay, is all. I'm sorry you're embarrassed.

[nawigator]

Yes, I recognise that.

People normally tend to be embarrassed when other people admit to having sex with them in public like this, James.