part 11 of the China Pearl Inn

Tell me Mo last night did you fuck like a bunny? Holds my hand to my mouth.

I see that you still have a bunny tail.
"CG!!!" she gasped looking at him with wide eyes, "That's procedure you had done? You sure they didn't do something.... different?! Or are you on some sort of medication?"
 
The sounds from Mo's lag have an alarming ring to them.

Cait, Destiny, I would recommend taking cover I fear a rather vengeful Mo may be on the move.
 
The sounds from Mo's lag have an alarming ring to them.

Cait, Destiny, I would recommend taking cover I fear a rather vengeful Mo may be on the move.
Me? Take cover? Hide from Mo? Pfffbt. He declared war. So we're so on.
 
wandered out of her room and she wore cut off shorts a different blue tank top and she wandered down the stares carrying a small mirror and a small pouch that she placed in her back pocket before she walked into the bar area and heaed to the bar grabbing a glass she pour a half and half concoction of sweet tea and lemonade." It is getting bit dangerous around her... I thought I heard a shout .."
 
wandered out of her room and she wore cut off shorts a different blue tank top and she wandered down the stares carrying a small mirror and a small pouch that she placed in her back pocket before she walked into the bar area and heaed to the bar grabbing a glass she pour a half and half concoction of sweet tea and lemonade." It is getting bit dangerous around her... I thought I heard a shout .."
Oh you did, Missy. Mo's up to something again. Not sure what it is, but we won't like it, I'm sure.
 
Mo what made concoction are you working on now?

I listen to Cait's brave words yet the thought that discretion is the better part of valor comes to mind.

Cait I see you have grided yourself for battle with Mo. Best of luck.

Destiny I fear Cait is correct.
 
:: the lights flicker ominously in the bar and the smell of charcoal and cotton candy fill the air from ... everywhere ::
She sniffed the air. Something smelled, well, fuuny. Like.... "Is someone barbequing something in the kitchen, CG?"
She sniffed again, "What is that other smell?" She frowned and thought, "It smells like cotton candy? What in the living name of the Lady, is that mad man up to?"
 
:: the lights flicker ominously in the bar and the smell of charcoal and cotton candy fill the air from ... everywhere ::
Sniffing the air she palmed her mirror and she looked about the room," this can't be good." She edged off to the rim of the shadows on the opposite side of the room from DW and she smiled softly," Well I am sure between the two of us we can Take care of him."
 
Phoo Ming may be cooking Cait but nothing he ever made smelled like that! I take a couple of more sniffs of the air. The smell of burn sugar permanents the air. A single word slips from my lips.

Mo,........Mo is up to someting.
 
Sniffing the air she palmed her mirror and she looked about the room," this can't be good." She edged off to the rim of the shadows on the opposite side of the room from DW and she smiled softly," Well I am sure between the two of us we can Take care of him."
We better hope we can. He wasn't happy being a frappin rabbit.
Phoo Ming may be cooking Cait but nothing he ever made smelled like that! I take a couple of more sniffs of the air. The smell of burn sugar permanents the air. A single word slips from my lips.

Mo,........Mo is up to someting.
I know. I just don't know what that mad man has thought of now.
 
Ah, I'm ok to stay on the gin then. I must be in better shape than I thought I was. Why does my predictive text keep coming up with the word "penis"??
 
I watch and listen to all around me. There is a strange stillness as the stillness before the storm and I am sure that storm's name is Mo.

Cait I am a bit on edge. Mad scientists are a bit unpredictable.

Afternoon Strange, Weaver/
 
Walking in curling up in my little hiding place mumbling.


I need more threads to write or write in... more writing... distraction worlds that cater to the mind more peacefully... or insanely either is good. More threads...

Old habit of simply waving to the room before actively realizing if anyone is there or not.
 
Leaning against one of the posts in the room she smiles to Weaver and SV in turn and then continues to palm the mirror she holds," I still think we shouldn't wait for him to do anything as soon as he appears we just attack on principle."
 
I watch and listen to all around me. There is a strange stillness as the stillness before the storm and I am sure that storm's name is Mo.

Cait I am a bit on edge. Mad scientists are a bit unpredictable.

Afternoon Strange, Weaver/
Looking at CG, I nod. "We're all a little on edge because we don't know what the hell he's up to. He may be a storm but he isn't a squall and I've lived through a squall."

Leaning against one of the posts in the room she smiles to Weaver and SV in turn and then continues to palm the mirror she holds," I still think we shouldn't wait for him to do anything as soon as he appears we just attack on principle."
"You're more than welcome to lead the way, Miss Destiny."
 
A squall, not a storm Cait then perhaps a happy little shower?

Asa good to see you. I have only one thread going but I know how you feel.

Destiny are you going to get hat rabbit gun ready?
 
Um, penis? I don't remember anyone saying anything about a penis. Strange, you have the weirdest mind.

That'll be the gin. The thing with being in Menorca is that's where they make my favourite Mahon Gin. So I'm going to bed now, while I'm still remotely conscious. Night all.
 
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