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[punsofiron.livejournal.com]

[Liz. Office chair. Bookcase.]

Hey guys...sorry D&D was such a bust last week. I honestly couldn't tell you what I was thinking letting Servo DM.

[She shrugs. As she does there is a glint as her hand passes under a nearby work light.]

But I--[she stops, doing a double take. She holds her hand under the light again, and sure enough there is a shimmer of glitter, which she finds is also up her arm and on her other hand.

There is a pause, then her hand catches her forehead in a facepalm.] You can not be serious.

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[punsofiron.livejournal.com]

Blech, feathers and sparkles? That's a fashion disaster right there.

...I hope it is contagious.

[game-over-pal.livejournal.com]

Yeah, you just stay in your happy little corner of the satellite, M'kay?

[punsofiron.livejournal.com]

Sure you don't want it, Sunshine?

[game-over-pal.livejournal.com]

Positive.

[And here is where he just happens to move under a conveniently placed light. His beak's about as sparkly as a kindergarteners Mother's Day card. And now Liz gets to see Falco go crosseyed looking at it]

Oh you have got to be kidding me.

[punsofiron.livejournal.com]

[Okay, that cheered her up. Totally not hiding her snickers at your misfortune, Falco!]

[game-over-pal.livejournal.com]

[just going to be over here trying to brush magic sparkles off his beak. It's not working very well 8(]

Okay, so it is contagious.

[punsofiron.livejournal.com]

Serves you right, too.

[game-over-pal.livejournal.com]

What'd I do?

[punsofiron.livejournal.com]

You want the list?

[game-over-pal.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I'd love the list. Gemmie the list.

[punsofiron.livejournal.com]

[Completely straight-faced, pulls a scroll out from behind the bookcase. It unfurls dramatically and off-camera it sounds like it's rolled all the way across the floor. Most of it's probably blank but come on, it's too funny not to use it. She clears her throat and dons a pair of glasses that look like they might be an extra pair of Linkara's.]

AHEM! Item one...

[game-over-pal.livejournal.com]

[just going to blink at that for a second before cracking up. The sad thing is, he wouldn't be surprised if it was full.]

You're awfully dedicated to this, ain't ya!

[punsofiron.livejournal.com]

[Ok, she can't help it, it was pretty funny. She takes the glasses off - ow eye strain Linkara what is your prescription.]

I'm a critic, hon. It's what I do best.

[game-over-pal.livejournal.com]

Somehow that seems pretty fitting for you.

[punsofiron.livejournal.com]

Like a glove.

[game-over-pal.livejournal.com]

Like for movies and stuff?

[punsofiron.livejournal.com]

RPGs.

I thought we already established I'm a nerd.

[Totally adding "never listens" the the list.]

[game-over-pal.livejournal.com]

Nerds watch movies.

The video game kind or that crap we did last week?

[punsofiron.livejournal.com]

Everybody watches movies. Nerds dress up for them.

The pen and paper kind, just like last week. Only not so many Balrogs or urges to punt the GM across the room. Hopefully.

[game-over-pal.livejournal.com]

Okay, y'got me there.

Ahh, gotcha. Not gonna lie, I still don't get how that stuff works.

[punsofiron.livejournal.com]

Not like you had a good example to work with.

[game-over-pal.livejournal.com]

Yeah, fair enough. Servo didn't seem to have his act together at all.