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Samuel Madin (tiger_says_rawr) wrote in bellumlogs,

Sam was so completely overtaken by the fuckery of the situation he didn't even bother to make a standard smartass comment about how Joanie probably wouldn't want to have relations with the horse.

"I have no idea, and that really bugs me," he said, leaning against one of the horses - a nice looking fellow, the color of chocolate. He pat the horse's flank and then tried to focus on brushing him. "We definitely need sustenance at some point. Though it doesn't seem like the stable hand will deliver."

Oh, just kill him. The tiger swished his tail, settling down in Sam's head. Or...you could let me do it. Maybe just give him a little fright?

"For fuck's sake!" Sam exploded, dropping the brush. "How do you deal with it?" he asked Joanie. "There's a thing...in my head." Not that Shere Khan's idea wasn't tempting, but Sam wasn't about to give in to a tiger.