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[bloodyrockgod]

[ooc: post David/Charlie. slowtimed. v.v. slowtimed.]

Charlie enters the wear, wearing a green t-shirt that reads "Tis Himself" in gold Celtic-like letters.

His hair is also green.

Please don't ask him to sing "Dannyboy". He might hurt you.


[ooc: mun must flee for some obligations. back later. slowtime please?]

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[bob_the_skull]

"Hey, you wanna be green, you be green. Kermit."

Bob chuckles.

"Bored outta my skull," he states quite seriously.





He won't laugh at his own joke, he won't.

[bloodyrockgod]

"Do you need some new books?" he asks in sympathy.

[bob_the_skull]

"Oh, I'm sure the lovely Bar here will hook me up. Mostly, just need someone to talk to. Harry doesn't do anything except work. That's so boring."

[bloodyrockgod]

"Aw . . . poor Bob. Haven't much to talk about myself, I'm afraid."

[bob_the_skull]

"You could tell me what's been going on around here lately. Since I've been gone for quite a while."

[bloodyrockgod]

"Oh--god, let me think. Were you here for the nightmare virus?"

[bob_the_skull]

"Uh, I don't think so. What the hell...?"

[bloodyrockgod]

"I'm not entirely clear on the whole story, but apparently Dream has a nightmare aspect and he got released. So a bunch of people had bad nightmares for about a week."

[bob_the_skull]

"That kind of sucks. Anything else?"

Bob leaves out the part where he's not really prone to nightmares and the like, so, the whole thing wouldn't have affected him anyway.

[bloodyrockgod]

"Hm . . . my friend Claire had her baby. Little boy she's calling Seth."