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Bob. ([info]silent_bob) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-05-04 12:21:00

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Current location:The Pharmacy
Entry tags:!dropped, cielo, day 06, light yagami, location: pharmacy/liquor store, nymphadora tonks, open, silent bob

Day 6: Early Afternoon
Who: Bob and OPEN
What: Going to the fucking pharmacy for some calamine lotion for his fucking rash
When: Day 6, early afternoon
Where: On the road to, and eventually arriving at the Pharmacy
Rating: PG-13 for language
Status: Active

Bob had managed a rough ass night. He might have technically been asleep, but he'd managed to scratch his legs fucking raw as shit. Apparently, his legs were itchy enough that even while he was unconscious he managed to curl into a fucking ball and scratch the shit out of himself. Fuck.

Making his way from the smokey-smelling Not-Quick-Stop to the Pharmacy was the plan. It wasn't a long walk, but it was fucking agrievating with his legs whipped by cold ass snow and shit. Each time a fucking snowflake hit him it felt like it was another fucking mosquito bite. Fuck.

Stoping for a moment to tie his shoe, Bob tried to guess at his progress. It couldn't be too far now, could it? He'd made the trip more quickly when he wasn't fucking freezing his itchy ass off. when he saw that little fucker again, he'd kill him. No fucking lie. Fucking clownshoes.

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[info]polymorphic
2009-06-01 03:46 pm UTC (link)
"I fell into Poison Oak one time." She started, a face made at the memory. And..it wasn't so much poison oak as it was an itchy potion that she spilt, but that was neither here nor there! "It wasn't very keen at all!" That would probably explain the fact that he was going toward the pharmacy.

"How long have you two been here?" Asked as she continued walking, boots trampling through the snow. "And where's the poison oak? So I know where not to go."

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