a day late... and... not amused...
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lavandarlizard2But that's neither here nor there at the moment. ^.~
More BFB/Lab Rat. This partlet is short; sorry. The Part doesn't have a lot of places to break and frankly, I'd like to make this last a while. One of my 'pissy dragon' traits, I'm afraid. O.O
I'll try to be on time next week; things just got suddenly weird on me yesterday. Enjoy.
Part 098c - BFB - Lab Rat
He sort of shrank into a lump, pulling in his arms, legs, head and tail until he resembled a lumpy rock sitting on the chair. Holding a fork with a piece of sausage on the tines.
"Lord Wizard Q said I had to come. Zephyrus was mad. Zephyrus is always mad," he sighed. "He hates me." He extended the fork to Wufei, who leaned forward a bit and snagged the morsel.
I looked at Trowa. He shrugged.
"Q wants to get to the bottom of this enspellment; he's not a happy Wizard."
"Heero said there was a conference call scheduled for this morning; he had to be there."
Trowa nodded. "They need to find out who might have the power and the inclination to bind a demon. It's not an easy thing to do; not every Wizard could do it, even with Farquahar."
"I'm only second level," muttered the demon. "It's not my fault."
"I didn't say it was," said Trowa with an exasperated roll of his eyes.
"Yes, Lord Puma..."
Trowa rolled his eyes again. Wufei snorted.
"Is there anything that *is* your fault, pray tell?" sneered Wufei.
"Um..." Farquahar sighed. "The swamp was my fault; I admitted that. But I didn't expect that to happen. It never happened before, so why would I think it would happen that time?" he said petulantly. "And I tried to fix it."
This time Wufei rolled his eyes. "And made it worse. Never mind." He held up a hand to forestall the demon's protest. "That's over and done with. I'd like to know why you were in Wyoming when we left you in Fresno. Hmm?"
The demon pouted... I think. "I told them I didn't want to go to Fresno; I hate Fresno.... It's so... tacky," he muttered.
Trowa lifted one eyebrow. "I don't remember anyone asking you," he pointed out. "And you certainly never voiced an opinion at the time."
"You were placed in Fresno," Wufei growled. "You were expected to stay there."
More BFB/Lab Rat. This partlet is short; sorry. The Part doesn't have a lot of places to break and frankly, I'd like to make this last a while. One of my 'pissy dragon' traits, I'm afraid. O.O
I'll try to be on time next week; things just got suddenly weird on me yesterday. Enjoy.
Part 098c - BFB - Lab Rat
He sort of shrank into a lump, pulling in his arms, legs, head and tail until he resembled a lumpy rock sitting on the chair. Holding a fork with a piece of sausage on the tines.
"Lord Wizard Q said I had to come. Zephyrus was mad. Zephyrus is always mad," he sighed. "He hates me." He extended the fork to Wufei, who leaned forward a bit and snagged the morsel.
I looked at Trowa. He shrugged.
"Q wants to get to the bottom of this enspellment; he's not a happy Wizard."
"Heero said there was a conference call scheduled for this morning; he had to be there."
Trowa nodded. "They need to find out who might have the power and the inclination to bind a demon. It's not an easy thing to do; not every Wizard could do it, even with Farquahar."
"I'm only second level," muttered the demon. "It's not my fault."
"I didn't say it was," said Trowa with an exasperated roll of his eyes.
"Yes, Lord Puma..."
Trowa rolled his eyes again. Wufei snorted.
"Is there anything that *is* your fault, pray tell?" sneered Wufei.
"Um..." Farquahar sighed. "The swamp was my fault; I admitted that. But I didn't expect that to happen. It never happened before, so why would I think it would happen that time?" he said petulantly. "And I tried to fix it."
This time Wufei rolled his eyes. "And made it worse. Never mind." He held up a hand to forestall the demon's protest. "That's over and done with. I'd like to know why you were in Wyoming when we left you in Fresno. Hmm?"
The demon pouted... I think. "I told them I didn't want to go to Fresno; I hate Fresno.... It's so... tacky," he muttered.
Trowa lifted one eyebrow. "I don't remember anyone asking you," he pointed out. "And you certainly never voiced an opinion at the time."
"You were placed in Fresno," Wufei growled. "You were expected to stay there."
