milliways_bar | (no subject)

Alex. Booth. Tea. Book. Add one unimaginative mun and you come up with a terrible entrance post.

*Meg makes a face.*

I love my father, but every so often, hesheit just decides to meddle . . .

"It's the job of fathers, or so I'm told."

Most fathers, *Meg grumps, blowing a small, irritated puff of smoke,* aren't insanely powerful beings that help control the universe.

"Well, no, I'd hope not."

I'm not anything other than human, though, *Meg adds.* In case you were wondering -

Well, I mean, at the moment I'm not human. But.

"Good to know, Meg."

You're still giving me that look, *Meg says, with a grin.* Honestly, it's not that weird.

"I... think I should drink more tea."

~~As the mun makes DOOM in the other thread...~~

*~~And the other mun finally reads it and staaaaaares.~~*

Why you prefer that tea stuff I will never know.

~~Nick is smitey!~~

"Because tea is calming whilst coffee makes ne hyperalert and jumpy?"

~~Meg is very glad to be a dragon right now, and thus out of all of this.~~

Coffee can be calming!

Er.

~~Woe! Someone needs to go calm Nick down!~~

"I'm sure. Not to me, though."

Would a dragonish Meg be helpful? *blinks*

It is my life's blood, *Meg declares, melodramatically, and smites her breast with a claw.*

It can't hurt. Send her over! *pimps thread*

"Sadly, my life's blood is just blood. And not particularly life-ish right now."

~~Your wish is my command.~~

It counts, *Meg offers.*

~~*dances*~~

"Perhaos for you, dancing girl; I don't tolerate caffeine very well. I'm too highly-strung already."

~~That's my role!~~

*Meg snorts good-naturedly, and more smoke puffs out.* Excuses, excuses.

"It's coffee and tea, Meg, not the end of the world."

But drinking tea is giving support to the British! *Meg complains.*

"I'm not from your world, Meg, I don't have to worry about that."

That's not the point, *says Meg, grumpily.*

"Sorry, but I don't particularly think getting jazzed on caffeine is good for me. Thus, tea."