ext_26716 ([identity profile] multi-madrox.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-07-12 11:03 pm

Outside of the Stickbug cabin...

The rain had made things quite messy outside of the Stickbug cabin. So muddy Jamie was slipping and sliding all over the place.

At first it was by accident. However judging by the fact that Jamie is now taking a running start and sliding face first over the slick muddy ground wooting in delight.

[ooc: Woot! Fun in the mud! Join in!]
swerval_zero: (Default)

[personal profile] swerval_zero 2006-07-13 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Laundry, schmaundry. Worry about that later! Live now!" Zero laughed and hurled some mud at Hamlet.

[identity profile] ihatedenmark.livejournal.com 2006-07-13 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
Hamlet dodged Zero's mud attack--

--but slipped and fell in the mud anyway, coating most of his legs.

"If this leaves permanent stains, I plan to blame it on you," he replied, splashing some mud from the ground up at Zero in the process.
swerval_zero: (laughing Zero)

[personal profile] swerval_zero 2006-07-13 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
Zero laughed as the mud splattered her legs. "It's just dirt! If it bothers you that much, buy new pants!"

[identity profile] ihatedenmark.livejournal.com 2006-07-13 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
He stopped to think about that. "Do they sell good black clothing in town?"
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[personal profile] swerval_zero 2006-07-13 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
"If they don't, there's always the internet?"

[identity profile] ihatedenmark.livejournal.com 2006-07-13 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
He starts packing a mudball together in his hands while thinking. "but it is terribly hard to ensure that all the clothing one orders of the internet will fit correctly. And it's hard to return it if it does not."

He finally threw the mudball at Zero, aiming for her brightly coloured hair.
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[personal profile] swerval_zero 2006-07-13 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
The hair did make a good target. "Then you find a squallin' tailor. Or safety-pin it." The safety pins on Zero's clothes (and in her ears), it is to be noted, are purely decorative. Zero squeezed some mud out of her hair and flung it at Hamlet's head. "Here, I won't mess up your clothes any more."