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paixaorpg2012-01-22 08:34 pm
golden_glow) wrote in paixaorpg2012-01-22 08:34 pm
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Character(s): Tinkerbell, Timon
Content: Tinkerbell brings Timon a gift!
Setting: The apartment Timon is hiding in. :|
Time: Week 37
Warnings: None
If this wasn't where Timon was, she was giving up. She decided it, here and now, panting as she continued to lug the heavy load she'd encased inside a small basket covered in a blanket. To anyone else, the darling little basket wouldn't be a problem to carry at all, but the bite-sized pixie was having some problems, even with her pixie dust.
She lowered it onto the windowsill and leaned against it for a moment, puffing and rubbing her lower back. Adding to her bedraggled appearance, her pale skin was streaked with dirt and a twig poked out from her bun. All told, not the best way to look when coming to someone's home, but that was the farthest thought from her mind.
"Timon!" she called after catch her breath, pounding on the window with all her pixie might. "You in there? It's me!"
Content: Tinkerbell brings Timon a gift!
Setting: The apartment Timon is hiding in. :|
Time: Week 37
Warnings: None
If this wasn't where Timon was, she was giving up. She decided it, here and now, panting as she continued to lug the heavy load she'd encased inside a small basket covered in a blanket. To anyone else, the darling little basket wouldn't be a problem to carry at all, but the bite-sized pixie was having some problems, even with her pixie dust.
She lowered it onto the windowsill and leaned against it for a moment, puffing and rubbing her lower back. Adding to her bedraggled appearance, her pale skin was streaked with dirt and a twig poked out from her bun. All told, not the best way to look when coming to someone's home, but that was the farthest thought from her mind.
"Timon!" she called after catch her breath, pounding on the window with all her pixie might. "You in there? It's me!"
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At that exact thought, the meerkat’s heel met with something cold and hard, causing him to immediately trip over it and fall onto his back. He gave out a cry of surprise and squeezed his eyes shut, horrified to see what awaited him. However, Timon found himself waiting far longer than he expected and when he finally opened his eyes he found nothing. Nothing, except for a small rock under his feet. “What the…?”
Oddly, he could not recall the rock being there a moment ago. It was as though it had appeared out of thin air. Had Vyers not been so sure to always close the windows before every excursion, it could have easily been possible. But the idea that something could have come through the window had failed to cross his mind completely before he noticed a piece of broken glass on the floor. Slowly, gaze shifted to the window and sure enough he found that the rock had come in through there. The hole in it almost the same size of the rock he had tripped over. More confused than anything else, the meerkat looked from the rock beneath him to the window in question. What could possibly get in through a hole that size?