ext_51520 ([identity profile] purplerhino.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] crossing_lostrp 2006-08-24 01:47 am (UTC)

[Molly] Can't talk. Eating. (open tag)

"If the lion in question's Asalon, maybehe can get us off Gillagan's Island, huh?" Molly sat down beside Scott. Her own plate full of eggs, crtispy bacon and toast with strawberry jam.

"I met the pirate. He accosted me last night in the shower. By accosted I mean his stench brought tears to my eyes, he propositioned me and tried to steam my towel. I took care of him, and I'm pretty sure someone forced a few showers on him, with bleach, maybe that soap doctors scrub up with."

Molly tucked in to her breakfast. She also had a cup of coffee. The kitchen had instant decaf. Blessed be to Daana. The stuff tasted great, even if the full version was deadly to her. And bless the kind souls who invented the decaffination process as well.

"Now the bacon, we;ve had thanks to boars, although the maple flavoring is a treat, and Dr. Pierson supplied a few eggs... but this..." Molly held up her toast, it dripped with butter under the jam. "This is a little piece of hevan."

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