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Post by Smokey Feather on Jun 20, 2017 18:28:46 GMT -5
anathema(Sorry for not being on. If you're still interested in this, I can have a reply up by tomorrow?)
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Post by anathema on Jun 20, 2017 22:44:56 GMT -5
Whatever you want to do
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Post by Smokey Feather on Jun 20, 2017 23:08:39 GMT -5
(I will want to rp, but would you mind shorter replies? I don't mean a few sentences or anything like that. Just a little shorter than what I posted before? I don't have the time to type up big replies much anymore)
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Post by anathema on Jun 20, 2017 23:18:24 GMT -5
that's fine
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Post by Smokey Feather on Jun 20, 2017 23:25:16 GMT -5
(Okay. Another topic would be what to do next? We need a way besides a lemur to get them to interact :'3)
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Post by anathema on Jun 20, 2017 23:47:25 GMT -5
maybe have a barista or something bring his order to mercury by mistake or something? i have no clue.
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Post by Smokey Feather on Jun 21, 2017 18:49:31 GMT -5
(It's alright. We can can do that)
(Sorry for the short post. I'll be able to get back to longer ones once I have more time again.)
Jerry had drawn Biscuit's attention from Jerry when he started talking to her. Now, he had plenty of friends and was very social, which meant he wasn't crazy. He just liked to talk with his outer, pretending she could actually answer and give him advice. It wasn't the most normal thing around, but plenty of people talked to their pets anyway so... yeah. At least it had drawn the lemur's wide yellow gaze away from Mercury, like the other individual had wanted. Soon, Jerry's order of coffee had come in. He then took a minute to keep his lemur, who apparently wanted a taste of the hot drink, away. After getting her to settle down, he turned his attention to his coffee. "Don't," he said aloud, noticing Biscuit trying to sneak off out of the corner of his eye. She'd probably go bother that other guy again, and that wouldn't be to good. Some people didn't like a lemur watching them while they just wanted to sit at their table in peace with whatever their order was. As they sat back at their spot, Jerry's order finally came out. However, it was taken to the wrong table. The seemingly distracted waitress brought it to Mercury, who'd already gotten his order a long time ago. Before much could be done though, the employee was already hurrying off to most likely pick up the next order. And poor Jerry was left to wait even longer than he should have. Not that he seemed to mind, busying himself with his pet, feeling her fur gently and taking time to people watch. Even though he had plenty of friends, he still looked to look around at others and wonder what they would be like if he actually knew them.
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