http://mysterious-moi.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] mysterious-moi.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2010-11-03 09:56 pm

So a fruity demon and a warthog sit around and have a chat. No you're not on drugs. [completed]

Character(s): Vyers and Pumbaa
Content: Muns of both characters realize that these two have not interacted at all outside a couple of journal posts, which is weird when they're living together. SMALL TALK ENSUES.
Setting: Vyers' place. Dear god, it's like he never leaves.
Time: Early week 26, before fog
Warnings: Drama of the Whoring sort. We've got a Vyers in this thread after all. Other than that I've got nothing.

He had begun to get used to everything that was going on, he supposed. Perhaps not entirely used to everything, and with more than a couple regrets, but he was fairly certain he would be able to take whatever happened next as it came.

For now, he had a bottle of wine to relax with and time he intended to fully take advantage of. The demon pulled a glass from one of the cupboards and filled it before walking over to sit by a window, idly watching what few people there currently were out walk below.

[identity profile] learntoloveem.livejournal.com 2010-11-07 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Why don't you have any time anymore, Vyers?"

A simple enough question, but Pumbaa really didn't know anything about Vyers to start with. And he hadn't gotten a chance to talk to him before, either. That meant that he didn't know what kinds of things would make Vyers so worried he didn't have time to do things that were fun.