Room 504, Sunday Evening
Jun. 1st, 2008 07:33 pmIno had a mouse. She’d deliberately gone out and found the most adorable and pathetic looking mouse she could find.
And then she’d named it Andrew.
Now she was back in her room, and there was a hungry foul-tempered snake eyeing her from the confines of his terrarium. This could only end in pain for poor little Andrew.
Excellent.
"Who is the bestest snake around?" Ino cooed as she dumped Andrew into the terrarium, his little mouse body quivering in fear and squeaking as Kusanagi’s tongue flicked out and he turned his head to stare beadily at the present she’d given him.
She wouldn’t kill the real Andrew, because Liir didn’t want her to.
But that didn’t mean she was going to be pleasant about it. "I’ll get you another Andrew," Ino said to Kusanagi, "when that one’s been fully digested."
Then she laughed; though it wasn’t funny at all.
[Open if you want, but her mood is severely out-of-whack. Fair warning.]
And then she’d named it Andrew.
Now she was back in her room, and there was a hungry foul-tempered snake eyeing her from the confines of his terrarium. This could only end in pain for poor little Andrew.
Excellent.
"Who is the bestest snake around?" Ino cooed as she dumped Andrew into the terrarium, his little mouse body quivering in fear and squeaking as Kusanagi’s tongue flicked out and he turned his head to stare beadily at the present she’d given him.
She wouldn’t kill the real Andrew, because Liir didn’t want her to.
But that didn’t mean she was going to be pleasant about it. "I’ll get you another Andrew," Ino said to Kusanagi, "when that one’s been fully digested."
Then she laughed; though it wasn’t funny at all.
[Open if you want, but her mood is severely out-of-whack. Fair warning.]