The Front Lawn, Sunday Afternoon

[swerval_zero]

Croquet, anyone? Zero has set up the set Rory gave her for Christmas in front of the dorm, and is trying to figure out how exactly this game works without actually, y'know, consulting the rules.

((Come play with me?))

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[swerval_zero]

"Oh, thanks. Maybe I can paint this one. Or get some neon tape." She sets the ball down and waits for Lily.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Sure thing... So, how is it you have an extra mallet?"

[swerval_zero]

Zero says, like it's nothing, "My old roommate gave it to me to keep the gremlins away."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Huh, at home we just use milk for stuff like that... So you have away your old croak-ate set to the gremlins piece by piece?"

[swerval_zero]

"Milk? Hadn't thought of that. Might be worth a shot. No, she just gave me the one mallet. For whacking."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Wouldn't that make them mad?"

[swerval_zero]

"Mostly, it just makes them flat."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

[[ooc: *snerk* You owe me an ice tea and a new keyboard.