Kevin Regnard (
fallingbackup) wrote2013-11-22 11:42 am
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House Hunters Nusquamton
Kevin has 99 problems and the Mad Hatter is related to about 75 of them.
And so it has been decided -- by Kevin -- that a house is in order. It is a little cramped living with Oswald in his boarding house bedroom, particularly when one of the residents changes into a huge wolf once a month; plus, now the tiny Lacie is traipsing in and out whenever she pleases, and that just won't do either. And what will happen if anyone else from the other world ports over? Will the entire Baskerville House just plonk itself down in this glorified hotel? No, no, Kevin wants a house that he can stake out as his own territory. So about a week ago, off he went, prowling around the city for prime real estate.
As of this morning, it seems he may have succeeded.
"OSWALD." The knight bursts into the room, as happy as he ever gets, and wastes no time in plucking up Glen's sleeve and trying to tug him out. His imaginary tail is wagging in overdrive. "Oswald, come look, come look, I found a thing."
He looks like he's been rolling around in a field. Quite frankly, he probably has been. He's three days away from wolf night. It happens.
And so it has been decided -- by Kevin -- that a house is in order. It is a little cramped living with Oswald in his boarding house bedroom, particularly when one of the residents changes into a huge wolf once a month; plus, now the tiny Lacie is traipsing in and out whenever she pleases, and that just won't do either. And what will happen if anyone else from the other world ports over? Will the entire Baskerville House just plonk itself down in this glorified hotel? No, no, Kevin wants a house that he can stake out as his own territory. So about a week ago, off he went, prowling around the city for prime real estate.
As of this morning, it seems he may have succeeded.
"OSWALD." The knight bursts into the room, as happy as he ever gets, and wastes no time in plucking up Glen's sleeve and trying to tug him out. His imaginary tail is wagging in overdrive. "Oswald, come look, come look, I found a thing."
He looks like he's been rolling around in a field. Quite frankly, he probably has been. He's three days away from wolf night. It happens.
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Sliding forward, the knight rests his forehead against Glen's shoulder. Instead of pulling back once he feels a little more stable, however, this time he lingers, indulging in the contact. Now, he thinks, they can really move forward from what happened.