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poly_chromatic2012-02-02 02:14 pm
charring) wrote in poly_chromatic2012-02-02 02:14 pm
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[Charlie's trying so hard to sound professional, here. Calm. Cool. Collected but fffff this sand is everywhere.]
Until further notice, The Jasmine Dragon is closed. The staff apologizes for any--[and there is a whoosh, the sound of something small and granular skidding across a floor and a thud followed by Charlie swearing.] I'm alright! Stupid sand.
[And apparently screw professionalism, too. Falling sucks.] The shops closed unless you guys feel brave enough to drink a steaming hot cup of sand. Or want sand cookies to go with it.
[There is a groan, a muffled 'ow', and the feed cuts off. She'll be here for a good long while, trying to clean and salvage what she can. Which is fuck-all.]
Until further notice, The Jasmine Dragon is closed. The staff apologizes for any--[and there is a whoosh, the sound of something small and granular skidding across a floor and a thud followed by Charlie swearing.] I'm alright! Stupid sand.
[And apparently screw professionalism, too. Falling sucks.] The shops closed unless you guys feel brave enough to drink a steaming hot cup of sand. Or want sand cookies to go with it.
[There is a groan, a muffled 'ow', and the feed cuts off. She'll be here for a good long while, trying to clean and salvage what she can. Which is fuck-all.]