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Austin Powers (yeah_baby_yeah) wrote in mirage_rpg,

"Oh, the rafting was fun. I didn't mind being forced into it so much. Besides, I met some interesting people. Got a tad pink in the process, though." He poked the sunburnt flesh of his arm and winced. Yup, it still hurt. Apparently, the Planet would keep you from drowning, but it wouldn't keep you from getting sunburnt.

Austin had to think a moment. "I'm not sure I've ever cooked. I can see where you might have had a hard go of it. The kitchen is still intact though, I take it?" He grinned, crossing his legs at the ankles and stifling a yawn. He really shouldn't go to sleep in here. He might wake up a prune.

"He gave it to himslef, you know. Bastard. Who gives themselves a name like Dr. Evil? His poor kid has the same last name. He's my brother, you know. And supposedly reformed, but I have my doubts." He mused, almost to himself, but loud enough for the other to overhear. He turned his face back toward the man when he spoke of leaving.

"Do you really think you can find a way out?" He was interested, rolling to prop himself up on an elbow, the chain with the symbol for male clinking against itself as it slid down his furry chest.

Still Austin could see nothing, just darker shapes here and there, but he knew he was talking in the right direction, and that was good enough for him. "Right. Nice to meet you, Jack. Where were you before you were brought here?"