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discedo_logs2008-05-10 06:03 pm
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Missing my inner "peace."
Who:Lavi and Snake
Where:Lavi's apartment
When: Right now, during all the other chaos.
Rating:PG-13?
Summary: Lavi has somehow stolen Snake's box. This is not good.
the log:
Snake had actually been making himself quite comfortable in the warehouse. Of course, he could always get an apartment, but something about being in the eye of the storm comforted him. It was more close to home. He didn't want to be lounging around in some apartment, making himself comfortable. No, that would be too easy. He'd cleared out that accursed warehouse, and he was going to keep it.
However, he'd unfortunately woke up to something missing in the morning: the box. Not just any box. His box. Of course he could use any of these other boxes, but they were too large, too small, too long, or too tall. The one he had, the one that had temporarily protected him from certain monsters during the storm... it was gone.
"What the hell?" He grunted, pushing himself up, off the crumpled pile of old jackets he used to sleep on. "Where's my... my box?" Something wasn't right. It was all too strange. He knew there were groups clearing things out, but he'd made it clear that he was inhabiting this warehouse. Nobody had the right!
He began his tracking at the apartments... Latmir was the easiest to clear through, since it wasn't as inhabited. Next up came Marshall. As he entered the main hallway... he saw it. Some little prick was holding his box. "Damn it." With that, he did a barrel roll and his legs began a'pumpin' after Lavi. "COME BACK HERE YOU!" Lavi dodged, bolting into his room and slamming the door.
Tch. The hell with that.
Snake, took one foot, and with a huff and a puff, he kicked the door down.
Where:Lavi's apartment
When: Right now, during all the other chaos.
Rating:PG-13?
Summary: Lavi has somehow stolen Snake's box. This is not good.
the log:
Snake had actually been making himself quite comfortable in the warehouse. Of course, he could always get an apartment, but something about being in the eye of the storm comforted him. It was more close to home. He didn't want to be lounging around in some apartment, making himself comfortable. No, that would be too easy. He'd cleared out that accursed warehouse, and he was going to keep it.
However, he'd unfortunately woke up to something missing in the morning: the box. Not just any box. His box. Of course he could use any of these other boxes, but they were too large, too small, too long, or too tall. The one he had, the one that had temporarily protected him from certain monsters during the storm... it was gone.
"What the hell?" He grunted, pushing himself up, off the crumpled pile of old jackets he used to sleep on. "Where's my... my box?" Something wasn't right. It was all too strange. He knew there were groups clearing things out, but he'd made it clear that he was inhabiting this warehouse. Nobody had the right!
He began his tracking at the apartments... Latmir was the easiest to clear through, since it wasn't as inhabited. Next up came Marshall. As he entered the main hallway... he saw it. Some little prick was holding his box. "Damn it." With that, he did a barrel roll and his legs began a'pumpin' after Lavi. "COME BACK HERE YOU!" Lavi dodged, bolting into his room and slamming the door.
Tch. The hell with that.
Snake, took one foot, and with a huff and a puff, he kicked the door down.