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beastkingnaoma) wrote2012-09-02 06:35 pm
beastkingnaoma) wrote2012-09-02 06:35 pm
Event
Jinn is at a small table at a cafe.
He seems to be reading a book on logic and reasoning.
Standing on the table is the Sonic Chick he was previously chasing. Wearing a tiny mortar board, with a stick in it's mouth. There's a stack of similarly cerebral books, too.
Jinn pauses to rub his eyes, and the Sonic Chick smacks him with the stick. He begins to shake the chick, which squawks at him in anger, as he yells back at it.
"....do I even have to read this, where the hell did he even find you, you overgrown canary..."
It continues as such.
He seems to be reading a book on logic and reasoning.
Standing on the table is the Sonic Chick he was previously chasing. Wearing a tiny mortar board, with a stick in it's mouth. There's a stack of similarly cerebral books, too.
Jinn pauses to rub his eyes, and the Sonic Chick smacks him with the stick. He begins to shake the chick, which squawks at him in anger, as he yells back at it.
"....do I even have to read this, where the hell did he even find you, you overgrown canary..."
It continues as such.
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::Wiggles off. She returns a while later with the Latte. And pours it on top of your head.::