46. Welcome to the jungle, we've got fun and games

[handy_psychic]

If anybody's looking for their pets, come to Bridge's Castle and Kennel! I've still got a few stray animals who are waiting for their lost friends to come and reclaim them! I'll be awake for a while, so don't worry about coming by.

Oh yeah, and Spike's here, too. But he's a little dead to the world right now. I've checked on him a few times just to see if he's still breathing, and he's A-OK. I wouldn't recommend trying to get him up for a day or two, though. ^_^

Comments

[silver-antlers.livejournal.com]

Wait, what's wrong with Spike?

[artistic-spaz.livejournal.com]

I'm glad Spike's okay! And I don't have any stray animals to reclaim, but if you need or want help with them, I can stop by. It's not like I'm doing anything else.

[handy-psychic.livejournal.com]

He didn't stop to rest while helping people evacuate. Idiot. He hasn't slept in several days.

[handy-psychic.livejournal.com]

I'd be glad to have the company. ^_^

[lemonshine.livejournal.com]

Thank goodness!

[handy-psychic.livejournal.com]

I wish I had a camera for blackmail pictures. He looks so innocent when he's sleeping... and he's snuggling with his wittle kitty Tom.

quicklog?

[artistic-spaz.livejournal.com]

Same here. :)

[lemonshine.livejournal.com]

Awwwwww, how cute!

[silver-antlers.livejournal.com]

Ah... it's good to see he's working so hard then. He deserves some rest, but I'll check on him later.

Naturally~

[handy-psychic.livejournal.com]

[Bridge is sitting cross-legged on the floor outside the entrance to his castle, waiting for Renae and writing in a non-magic notebook. Logan stands in the "doorway", contentedly releasing the occasional soft moo. Inside the fort, in a far corner, Spike is curled up in a ball, fast asleep, Tom beside him, simply laying awake with his human and clutching his stuffed hedgehog. A few cats amble and play here and there.]

[handy-psychic.livejournal.com]

Reckon I should draw on his face?

[handy-psychic.livejournal.com]

I'm sure he'd be glad to see you. Especially to know that you're safe.

[lemonshine.livejournal.com]

Um... I advise against it.

[handy-psychic.livejournal.com]

Not even kitty whiskers?

[lemonshine.livejournal.com]

Not even kitty whiskers.

[ooc: she's anticipating threats of lectures and possible noogies.]

[handy-psychic.livejournal.com]

Well... alright. I won't do it. But I can't promise that I will stop anyone else who wants to attempt it!

[lemonshine.livejournal.com]

He's gonna be annoyed if that happens. >.>

[handy-psychic.livejournal.com]

Well... suppose you're right.

[lemonshine.livejournal.com]

He gave me The Look the last time I saw him. .__.

[handy-psychic.livejournal.com]

He IS quite fond of that look.

[lemonshine.livejournal.com]

He is at that. He should smile more. :)

Woo!

[artistic-spaz.livejournal.com]

[Renae approaches, holding her ever-present sketchbook and her journal atop it. She smiles at Bridge, waving.]

Hello! What are you doing?

[handy-psychic.livejournal.com]

I think so, too! You'd think I'd rub off on him since we're practically joined at the hip.

[lemonshine.livejournal.com]

Hee! Well... He is a really serious guy but yeah, I agree!

Maybe...

[handy-psychic.livejournal.com]

[Bridge returns the wave, shuts the notebook, and gets up, making an exaggerated bow that he hopes is elegant.]

None other than my very own Royal Artist! I am honored to have your presence.

[He then looks down at the notebook.]

Plotting things to do to Spike while he's asleep. [He then grins.] Nah, just kidding. Sometimes I like to keep a journal off the journals- somewhere where my innermost thoughts aren't broadcast all over the three, you know.