Entries tagged with ~boss

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Chapter 21. So take a good look at my face/You'll see my smile looks out of place

I'm gonna be out today. Probably finding a quiet, cool place to settle 'cause it's so damned hot out and I've got the hangover to end all hangovers.

Boss, don't wait up for me. Man-twin, if you come back, don't wait up for me, either. Not like you would normally, of course, but still.

[Added later.]

Nikki, when you get the chance, I need to talk to you.

[[OOC: Kari, I know you're busy/slow right now, but if you want, we can handwave Derrick telling Nikki about Promise, or we can backlog it when you've got some more free time.]]

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Chapter 17. You've met me at an interesting time

Genius. My best buddy, my beloved man-twin, my brother, we need to have a little chat. Just you and me. I'll buy you all the starches you can eat. It's nothing serious, we just need to discuss our [pen taps] home situation.

Being in the happiest place on earth is so exhausting. Run around all day, watch the cocoons all night. Or in some cases, run around all morning, watch the cocoons all afternoon, go out at night and get totally smashed.

I could get used to this.

Current Mood: chipper

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Chapter 16. Holding out for a home life

Man-twin, pack up your bags. I, among others, have joined the elite ranks of the Guides and now have the illustrious job of welcoming naked people to this crazy hippie commune.

Which means we now get CUSHY SECTION 4 DIGS. Heat. Air. SPACE in which you can conduct your science and play with your star-friend. Let's get going already and into the lap of luxury.

[Hastily added in.]

Boss. Buddy. Pal. Section 4 only has two bedrooms, I'm afraid. So unless you like couches...

Current Mood: distressed

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Chapter 14. Fathers, be good to your daughters

Promise was my daughter.

She was here for months. My daughter was here, I spoke to her and had no idea who she was. No idea.

Now she's gone.

[There's a long pause.]

I really, really don't know how to feel about that.

Current Mood: amused

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Chapter 12. She comes in colors everywhere

[Referencing Derrick's mysterious delivery as noted here. Just- pretend the first sentence is changing color as he writes.]

Hey, whoever gave me this nifty quill pen and the ink? You're a peach.

[There's a pause as Derrick grabs a normal pen and switches back to ordinary ink.]

Don't want to waste the stuff, though. And the note you left with it doesn't make much sense. WHAT "coming storm", and how is spiffy color-changing ink going to help me with it? Unless sometime's trying to pull my leg and make me THINK it's about something. Quite a conundrum.

Perhaps I can make a special edition of "Our Friend Nannerpus" with this ink...