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badfic_logs2010-06-28 07:39 pm
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DRIVING ADVENTURES
Character Names: Eddie Riggs (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kingroadie) & Heather Morris (hell_is_silent)
When: Plot 3/Daemon plot. Monday afternoon.
Location: The Forest
Summary: Eddie and Heather are going to take the Headsplitter through the forest to try and find a way out of the manor. Will they succeed? Will they fail? Tune in to find out!
Rating: Pg-13 for Eddie's language.
Warnings: Again, Eddie's coarse language and the death of trees. Probably a warning for Heather being 'lolwut' at the whole event.
Status: In progress.
[The day was turning out to be nice, warm, sunny, Eddie could hear birds singing faintly in trees nearby. He had to smile as he took a deep breath of the fresh air, lips curling into a smile as he regarded the forest before him.
Today was perfect.
Perfect to knock over some trees.
All that was needed was his co-pilot/broHeather. Even if it'd be a tight fit with the daemons, the roadie was sure they could manage the drive. There was no reason to delay what could possibly be their way out of the manor.]
Are you still sure we should take her? It seems idiotic after last time. [Anvil sounds leery, she settled on a branch across from the roadie watching him as he fussed with the car. He never looking up as he responded.]
Ey, she didn't mean to drive it into the lake ya know. Sides if you're worried about an accident, I'm driving. Heather will probably handle the arrows. I'll give her a quick lesson on em, an we'll be off.
That does nothing to comfort me. You're letting a teenager shoot things with giant arrows.
I did worse when I was her age.
...Touche. The pickle incident still makes me cringe and I wasn't even there.
Ey, we don't bring that up ya hear? [Now Eddie looks up, frowning disapprovingly at the Toucan, it making her shuffle on her perch awkwardly in response.] That. Never. Happened.
Yes, yes, I know.
[Eddie brightened up again, back to smiling.] Good, long as we're clear.
Now all we gotta do is wait for Heather. Hope she remembered what time I told her.
kingroadie) & Heather Morris (hell_is_silent)When: Plot 3/Daemon plot. Monday afternoon.
Location: The Forest
Summary: Eddie and Heather are going to take the Headsplitter through the forest to try and find a way out of the manor. Will they succeed? Will they fail? Tune in to find out!
Rating: Pg-13 for Eddie's language.
Warnings: Again, Eddie's coarse language and the death of trees. Probably a warning for Heather being 'lolwut' at the whole event.
Status: In progress.
[The day was turning out to be nice, warm, sunny, Eddie could hear birds singing faintly in trees nearby. He had to smile as he took a deep breath of the fresh air, lips curling into a smile as he regarded the forest before him.
Today was perfect.
Perfect to knock over some trees.
All that was needed was his co-pilot/
Are you still sure we should take her? It seems idiotic after last time. [Anvil sounds leery, she settled on a branch across from the roadie watching him as he fussed with the car. He never looking up as he responded.]
Ey, she didn't mean to drive it into the lake ya know. Sides if you're worried about an accident, I'm driving. Heather will probably handle the arrows. I'll give her a quick lesson on em, an we'll be off.
That does nothing to comfort me. You're letting a teenager shoot things with giant arrows.
I did worse when I was her age.
...Touche. The pickle incident still makes me cringe and I wasn't even there.
Ey, we don't bring that up ya hear? [Now Eddie looks up, frowning disapprovingly at the Toucan, it making her shuffle on her perch awkwardly in response.] That. Never. Happened.
Yes, yes, I know.
[Eddie brightened up again, back to smiling.] Good, long as we're clear.
Now all we gotta do is wait for Heather. Hope she remembered what time I told her.