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[ash--evildead.livejournal.com]

Home again, from another fine day in Retail Hell.

As Ash steps through the door, his drab blue work uniform... changes.

"Oh COME ON!"

Looks like someone's gotten on Bar's bad side.

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[cuttingslack.livejournal.com]

Slack sees him and spits out her drink.

[ash--evildead.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up."

[cuttingslack.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I will, I will. Hell, I need a camera."

Her face is still like this: :O

Except when it's a stupid evil grin.

[ash--evildead.livejournal.com]

"Oh god."

He scowls at the polished surface of the bar.

[cuttingslack.livejournal.com]

"Should call for the Wiggin girl, or like, someone from the Say True. Or something."

Slack's easily amused.

And happy, 'cause she got business.

[ash--evildead.livejournal.com]

"Just. No."

Bar helpfully chooses this point to serve up a fried peanut-butter and banana sandwhich.

With a little smiley face on the napkin.

[cuttingslack.livejournal.com]

Slack grins.

"Archaic symbol from the late 1960s. Or maybe it's just the S-Mart logo. Or is that Wal-Mart? The Something-or-other-mart."

[ash--evildead.livejournal.com]

"Nah. She's just messing with my head."

Cheer up, Ash. Bannanas are good for you.

[cuttingslack.livejournal.com]

Slack peeks at his food.

"What is that, anyhow?"

That's right.

She's never had banana.

The smell's rather creepy.

[creator_raven]

Ash's good side--or rather his backside--receives a very firm pinch.

Raven is evil.

Really he is.

[ash--evildead.livejournal.com]

There's a yelp, followed by a curse.

"Oh. Hi."

[creator_raven]

Raven smiles. There is something saccharine about it.

"Hello."

[ash--evildead.livejournal.com]

And something about that is downright unsettling.

"Yeah, go 'head and laugh."

[creator_raven]

"I was asking permission?"

He blinks, and pokes experimentally at Ash's midsection.

"You do not look so frumpy like this. It is impressive."

[ash--evildead.livejournal.com]

"Hey, watch it-"

He blinks.

"I do not look frumpy!"

[creator_raven]

Raven wrinkles his nose.

"You need only the glasses, I think. It is easily remedied."

And indeed it is.

Ash now has purple rhinestone-studded granny glasses hanging from his neck.

Raven is smug.

[ash--evildead.livejournal.com]

"Thanks. Thankyaverymuch."

...

Well, that was unexpected.

[fell-in-battle.livejournal.com]

Shiloh...sporfles.

That's the only word.

[ash--evildead.livejournal.com]

That seems to be the typical reaction.

"Hey."

He's given up protesting at this point.

[fell-in-battle.livejournal.com]

"Thy...raiments...art..."

Giggle.

Lords don't giggle.

This one did.

[ash--evildead.livejournal.com]

"I know, I know."

Despite not actually knowing what 'raiments' are.

[fell-in-battle.livejournal.com]

"Truly a fool in his motly, thou art."

[ash--evildead.livejournal.com]

"Bar's idea of a joke - not my fault.


... Except the part where it kinda is."

[fell-in-battle.livejournal.com]

"I find fault in all things related to thee. I am sure milady Bar is similarly sensible."

[ash--evildead.livejournal.com]

He gives him a look that's halfway between a glare and a pout.