Angel's Little Patch of Heaven

*adopting a cheery grin*

But you're back now.... And a mate's a mate.... I'm sure he'll be overjoyed to have you back.

And the ladies of Lit will be safe from feather dusters

I dunno. I'd have to get up the courage to actually make an appearance at his Den. i don't think i have that courage. it's hard to face someone you've hurt... even if it wasn't intentional..
 
While that is true, could the doctor save Red from the Big Bad Wolf in the first place?

Sweet angel, with the right anastatic, A sub sternal cut and some intercutane stitches, she would be fine and the wolf woundt have a scar to show for it... he would be hungry again thOugh...
 
I dunno. I'd have to get up the courage to actually make an appearance at his Den. i don't think i have that courage. it's hard to face someone you've hurt... even if it wasn't intentional..

You can always pen him a note, sweetie... He seems a fairly approachable type.
 
Sweet angel, with the right anastatic, A sub sternal cut and some intercutane stitches, she would be fine and the wolf woundt have a scar to show for it... he would be hungry again thOugh...

I fear Red is a little on the squeamish side... Blood and needles wig her out... or so I hear
 
You can always pen him a note, sweetie... He seems a fairly approachable type.

*nods* i actually have an idea.... excuse me for a moment. I will be back soon. *gets up and stiffly makes her way to the door. a sheer determination against the fear keeping her moving*
 
I fear Red is a little on the squeamish side... Blood and needles wig her out... or so I hear

Haha I see, yes I think in that case a woodcutter with a blunt axe would really be your best option then...

To Bamagirl, hi you dont know me yet and I dont know you, but if I had a good time with someone... Id forgive her easily when she explained the reason...I am no big bad wolf of course...
 
Haha I see, yes I think in that case a woodcutter with a blunt axe would really be your best option then...

To Bamagirl, hi you dont know me yet and I dont know you, but if I had a good time with someone... Id forgive her easily when she explained the reason...I am no big bad wolf of course...

Oh Logan isn't a Bad wolf... it's just... complicated.
 
From my perspective, he's the big bad wolf... But I've been on the wrong side of the damn feather duster he gave Wolfias earlier.

*shuddering at the memory*

* wonders if those shudders are of fear or of....

I wonder what the function of this featherduster is...
 
*steps back in* dagnabbit... i had to leave a note after all. he poofed to the real world.

oh i never said he wasn't wicked... he's just not BAD. lol.
 
*steps back in* dagnabbit... i had to leave a note after all. he poofed to the real world.

oh i never said he wasn't wicked... he's just not BAD. lol.

This IS a rather odd time for him to be on... I thought he worked nights, but the holiday might have his schedule messed up.
 
This IS a rather odd time for him to be on... I thought he worked nights, but the holiday might have his schedule messed up.

he used to work nights anyways... he likes it that way. but he may be off. who knows. *chews her bottom lip nervously as electricity seems to crackle around her inside the cape*
 
Hehe.. big wicked wolf does imply something entirely different from big ad wolf... I'll admit.

Hmm... tbis feather duster thing has got you on edge a bit doesnt it?
 
*twitching at the continued mention of feather dusters*

Oh! I know... I wanted to bring you two's attention to the December writing challenge that Briwitch is running... It's a perfect way to break into writing in the SRP... And to showcase your writing style for potential partners.... :)
 
*twitching at the continued mention of feather dusters*

Oh! I know... I wanted to bring you two's attention to the December writing challenge that Briwitch is running... It's a perfect way to break into writing in the SRP... And to showcase your writing style for potential partners.... :)

i always wondered what those things were supposed to be for.
 
Okay, my friends... It's waaaaay past my bedtime (almost 1:30am here, Doc). It's been a pleasure, but I must heed the call of the pillows. ;)
 
i always wondered what those things were supposed to be for.

I think it's just a challenge for those who like to write, but I do think it's a good way for "newbies" to showcase their stuff. Especially since people like to have a sense of someone's writing before signing up to "play", yes?
 
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Thanks for the heads up angel! I will check it out! Sleep well and see you soon!

Well that leaves the two of us here. Have you been visiti g this place a long time?
 
Thanks for the heads up angel! I will check it out! Sleep well and see you soon!

Well that leaves the two of us here. Have you been visiti g this place a long time?

The sharp thud of hardened boots echos across the quiet floor. The rustle of leather as a door opens then closes. Black trenchcoat flowing behind a tall male. Steel tipped boots and black jeans followed with a Tight black T-shirt that left nothing to hide but Muscle of a fighter. a Black Fedora cowboy hat tilted low over his eyes he reaches up to dust of the light covering of snow off his shoulders before his head tilts back. The Black amber of his wolf eyes reflecting in the low light of the room as he looks around to the new faces. a wry grin spreading up one side of his lips.

"greetings everyone"

leaning down he picks up the feather duster he dropped, his grin turning wicked

"awwww, she didnt like my gift"

wicked dark laughter as the duster vanishes into the ether's
 
The sharp thud of hardened boots echos across the quiet floor. The rustle of leather as a door opens then closes. Black trenchcoat flowing behind a tall male. Steel tipped boots and black jeans followed with a Tight black T-shirt that left nothing to hide but Muscle of a fighter. a Black Fedora cowboy hat tilted low over his eyes he reaches up to dust of the light covering of snow off his shoulders before his head tilts back. The Black amber of his wolf eyes reflecting in the low light of the room as he looks around to the new faces. a wry grin spreading up one side of his lips.

"greetings everyone"

leaning down he picks up the feather duster he dropped, his grin turning wicked

"awwww, she didnt like my gift"

wicked dark laughter as the duster vanishes into the ether's
*she pulls the cape tighter about her to cover the marks and tries to hide from the wolf but the scent of her lightening surrounds her as her emotions are unstable. she turns to face away from him... afraid of this meeting after all*
 
The sharp thud of hardened boots echos across the quiet floor. The rustle of leather as a door opens then closes. Black trenchcoat flowing behind a tall male. Steel tipped boots and black jeans followed with a Tight black T-shirt that left nothing to hide but Muscle of a fighter. a Black Fedora cowboy hat tilted low over his eyes he reaches up to dust of the light covering of snow off his shoulders before his head tilts back. The Black amber of his wolf eyes reflecting in the low light of the room as he looks around to the new faces. a wry grin spreading up one side of his lips.

"greetings everyone"

leaning down he picks up the feather duster he dropped, his grin turning wicked

"awwww, she didnt like my gift"

wicked dark laughter as the duster vanishes into the ether's

* I look up from my musings at this rather dramatic entrance, so this must be the wicked wolfman....
Hi, I am the doctor, you just missed angel. A d I am ot entirely sure wether se did not like the gift, or liked it too much to her liking...
If that makes sense...
 
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