Event Post

[azuremagma]

*Somewhere around campus or around Domino is a man in a sharp suit and snazy hat. He may be smoking a cigarette in Domino, or is looking for someone to give something on Campus, be it advice, occult stuff, or a noogie, because he's so lonely.*

Comments

[azuremagma.livejournal.com]

"...Oh, fuck no. That can't be... Aw, is it really the shitty zombie?"

[misplacedspirit.livejournal.com]

...Well, if it isn't the hotheaded firelord. Hmph.

*Stands up.*

How goes your part of the investigation?

[azuremagma.livejournal.com]

"It jus' got a lil' more ass-sessible an' all the pieces are fallin' inta place. What 'bout ya? Got anythin' or are ya still suckin' at yer job?"

[misplacedspirit.livejournal.com]

Plenty to think on, now that I deciphered a bit of information -you- didn't have access to.

[azuremagma.livejournal.com]

"Oh? Like what? 'ow ta gain fifty pounds in all the right places?"

[misplacedspirit.livejournal.com]

Hmph! I'll have you know that this is a side effect of my deliberate and extensive investigation!

...Fuckin' monkey staff...

At any rate, what I mean is this!

*Shows the PDA and all the data on the Tarot dechipering.*

[azuremagma.livejournal.com]

"Uh-huh. Ain't bad on y-... Oh, that shit. So ya ain't all jus' electric eel, fluff, an' bullshit. Yer just mostly fluff an' sometimes doin' decent work."

[misplacedspirit.livejournal.com]

When I put my mind to it, I'm rather productive, thank you!

...And do you have to say that so bluntly? Sheesh.

[azuremagma.livejournal.com]

"Che, bluntness is only part o' my charm, zombie."

[misplacedspirit.livejournal.com]

Tch, you wish, hothead!

*Cracks a grin at that, nearly looking like she's going to chuckle.*