One hundred-seventy-third Nail

[suitcaseofnails]

So. It looks like the whole spring thing is going on rather nicely. Maybe a few sinking ships here and there, but really, the place just needs a nice good rainstorm and we'll all be ready for warmer weather. Thank God. I so can't stand all this chilly air. Even my shoes are cold.

Anyways, are you done with the Batman impression? Or is it the Joker? Ah well, I am such a blonde~ As I was saying, if you are done, I'd like you to come back to work and give me a hand. For some reason, I can't locate my books.

Oh yes, congratulations, Nero, for the start of your own business. I am sure there will be a wonderful amount of people slinking out of the woodwork needing a few tweaks here and there. I'd give you a few names, but I am sure they are already poked their noses in your direction.

As for the rest of you darlings, the new season of business wear is out. Stop on by and we're sure to fit you out for any occasion. Well. Barring the occasional sinking pleasure ship, mmkay?

Comments

[lefeufollet.livejournal.com]

Surprise?

[suitcaseofnails]

Mmhmm. Like some sweets or a pie or something.

Although i do want to smack him for running off.

[lefeufollet.livejournal.com]

I'm sure he'd appreciate that very much, Miss Elendira.

And, well... I won't stop you, but there is quite a line you'd have to wait in.

[suitcaseofnails]

Well, I can't imagine that prison food is all that good.

More's the pity there. I'll just wait until after the first rush smack him.

[lefeufollet.livejournal.com]

I imagine that he probably refused to eat whatever the prison deemed appropriate to serve him.

He'll still be around, hopefully. Either here, or in the hospital.

[suitcaseofnails]

The poor dear must be starving then!

Oh I so imagine he would be. Whining.

[lefeufollet.livejournal.com]

You know him well, Miss Elendira.

[suitcaseofnails]

I suppose he has grown on me over time. He does remind me of a little lost puppy at times~

[lefeufollet.livejournal.com]

His eyes, right?

And then he told me that only little boys could have puppy eyes.

[suitcaseofnails]

I don't know how he does it, but yes. Those little sad eyes he does and then he gets all so simpering that I just cave.