Library [03, 20]

[furnaceface]

Things had been... quiet, this week. Which certainly seemed like a nice change of pace, so far as Jonothon was concerned. And he really didn't seem to be in any hurry to change that fact, deciding to take things easy today in the library, re-shelving books and dusting.

Now, if only the books would stop un-shelving themselves every time he turned his back to dust.

Ah, the best laid plans of mice and mutants...

[Open!]

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Re: Talk to Jono

[one-who-goes.livejournal.com]

"Yet another," Henry said, halfway mocking. "I hate it when that happens. It's like the supervillains know when I have tickets to a show..."

He suspected the sarcasm might be overkill, but it was hard to stop.

Re: Talk to Jono

[furnaceface]

//Clearly, we do not have th'same New York,// Jono replied, catching the sarcasm and quite alright with it. //Though, I must admit, I was only almost eaten by th' tar-coloured mutant bone-marrow sucking cannibal with mouths in his hands th'twice...//

And people wondered why he dreaded graduation.

Re: Talk to Jono

[one-who-goes.livejournal.com]

"That may be the most honestly disgusting thing I have heard in quite some time," Henry said.

He ... sounded a little awed by it.

[OOC: Night, you.]

Re: Talk to Jono

[furnaceface]

//I would say I wished that I had made that up, but then I would have to have my head checked for signs of criminal levels of depravity. Or sommat.//

Jono shrugged.

//Such is life, mate.//

[Night!]