Room 220, Friday Evening

[swerval_zero]

Zero had chucked most of the mess into her closets and covered Fish's cage. On top of the dresser was an array of takeout containers from Ching Tai: rice, spring rolls, dumplings, Kung Pao shrimp and Sichuan chicken, along with other selections. Chopsticks and forks for the less brave were sitting nearby, and ginger beer was chilling in the fridge, which could also provide milkshakes if anyone wanted those instead.

Now all she needed was the rest of the band.

((Closed to the band people. Minimal OCD going up. All right, have at it. This was supposed to go up earlier, but Comcast thought it would be cute to shut off my cable for maintenance.))

Comments

Re: Eat and Mingle

[singasoloduet.livejournal.com]

Agnes did a little inner dance of glee at Parker's reaction. "You don't have to use violence or magic nearly as much if you just use your head first."

Re: Eat and Mingle

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Got that right." Parker sighed happily, imagining Joxer facing down a frog. "I once threw a guy's clothes off the roof as payback for a very bad joke. But I wish I'd thought of frogs. Or chickens. Heh."

Re: Eat and Mingle

[singasoloduet.livejournal.com]

"Scaring them lasts longer from what I've seen." It certainly worked for Granny. "I've had some good teachers."

She was also realizing that Perdita had been blessedly almost silent for the whole time she'd been talking to Parker. She suddenly liked Parker a lot.

Re: Eat and Mingle

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Wicked," Parker said, meaning it in every sense.
"I have an ongoing, um, 'project'." She scowled, then grinned. "So far I've made him take self-defense lessons, and gotten him drunk and high at the same time. If you have suggestions? I will listen to them with an eager ear." Piously she added, "For his own good. Of course."