The Preserve, Thursday Evening
Apr. 30th, 2009 07:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
intraspectiveSo, today had kinda been a wash even though she’d gotten some awesome sweaters of Romeo’s and was going to kill Cal dead eventually, especially if he kept it up, but now—now Ino had something far more interesting to amuse herself with.
Which would be why there was a small blonde ninja out in the preserve.
With a pink rhino costume.
She was trying to figure out how to string it up in one of the trees while waiting for her partner-in-crime. It… wasn’t going that well.
“No,” she said to the costume, “seriously. What are you made of? You’re freakin’ heavy.”
Smoochy didn't answer her. That was probably a good thing since it was just a costume.
[For Reno, please! And totally NFB.]
Which would be why there was a small blonde ninja out in the preserve.
With a pink rhino costume.
She was trying to figure out how to string it up in one of the trees while waiting for her partner-in-crime. It… wasn’t going that well.
“No,” she said to the costume, “seriously. What are you made of? You’re freakin’ heavy.”
Smoochy didn't answer her. That was probably a good thing since it was just a costume.
[For Reno, please! And totally NFB.]
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Date: 2009-05-01 03:54 am (UTC)Quite a macabre picture, really, a happy girl and a very dead rhino.
"Try over that way," she said, glancing up and pointing. "It looks a bit dryer there."
[SP is amazing!]