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[bardsofprey]

Who: Eddie & you!
Username: dethhead
Warnings: n/a, will add as needed

Greetings, fellow children of the apocalypse and working stiffs.

[Eddie waggles his fingers at the screen. There's a dopey, easy grin on his face, but the bags under his eyes tell a different story.]

Say a guy misses curfew- by three minutes- and gets locked outta the apartments. What's the best place to hole up for a night? Hypothetically.

[He's starting to think this ADI housing deal was the wrong choice. It feels so weird, not being able to come and go as he pleases. Stifling.

That's almost it, until Eddie clicks his fingers and rocks back towards the camera-]

Oh, and purely in the interest of my long term sanity, if anybody here plays DnD, I'm taking party applications. So. Show me what you've got.

Comments

terrible little turbonerds

[lesbeau]

[He can’t see her looking him over and sizing him up, but she is.]

... Eh, sure, if you’re serious. But it wouldn’t be you like, physically fighting me, because I’d probably break your arm.

[That is said with a clear grin implied. Yeah she’s calling you scrawny, punk, whatcha gonna do about it]

[bardsofprey]

[Eddie just shrugs easily, letting it roll off him. He's been accused of being scrawny (and had it proven correct) plenty of times.]

Sure, probably. But that is not gonna help you here. You'll be flexing your brain muscles. If you've got any to spare.

[There's no malice in his voice. This is pure shithead to shithead communication.]

[lesbeau]

Pssh. I've got real combat experience. I know how this works. You're on, dorkus.

[says the combat librarian, I guess...]