theycallmeghost (theycallmeghost) wrote in crownplazaic, @ 2021-08-06 08:56:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log/thread, ronnie, sabrina spellman |
Who: Sabrina and Ronnie.
Where: Billiards Room.
When: After breakfast, Friday morning.
What: Bonding over games.
Status: Incomplete.
Warnings: Low.
Well, now Ronnie believed. Before he was hesitant in his belief of the place, but at this point he was absolutely sure that there was something off and magical. Sure it brought him back to life, and that was a thing he was grateful for. Though the surprise of waking up with a younger blonde, and one that turned out to be underage didn't set well with Ronnie. Nonetheless, they were able to get past the unpleasant surprise of the situation and learn they were stuck via magical invisible cable keeping them connected. Now was day two and the pair had seemed to figure things out a bit. Small blessings. Bigger blessing was he wasn't attached to Rapp. That would be a blood bath waiting to happen. "So, you're pretty good?" Ronnie asked Sabrina as they walked towards the billiards room. To be fair, Ronnie wasn't bad, but he wouldn't stake his life savings as metaphorical as it was on a game. "I like to think I'm alright." Of course there was only time to find out. Once they were in and he went to rack and felt the tug of their invisible tether, he waited for Sabrina to come by and started racking the balls for their game. "I don't think I've actually played," He trailed off in thought. Since he met Hurley and he was just a simple Navy boy. He frowned and pushed past it as he looked to the young lady. "It's been sometime for this old man." He commented. Once squared away and cue in hand he stretch his hand at the table. "Ladies first." He commented and followed with more personal questions. "So magic is all real. Here and where you're from? Like can you turn someone into, say, a slug?" |