The Preserve, Friday Evening

[the_merriest]

Rikku stood at the edge of the preserve. "Okay, are we ready for this?"

She looked around at the others, wondering why she was nervous. It was a lichen. A plant. This was totally doable. Probably.

They had spray bottles of some mixture of holy water and weed killer - Hermione had said it was Fred's idea, and whoever this Fred was, he was a genius. And they had their own wits and strength and luck. Plenty enough to take on an insane plant and save her roommate. This lichenthrope was going down.

She wasn't nervous. Mostly.



[OOC: D'OH! Come in to lichenchat on AIM for planning purposes! My bad!]

Comments

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Time portal?" Dawn repeated weakly, not wanting to imagine a portal that cut through time. "And samurai...were there shrimp?"

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"Just burnt dead fish guts," Sokka chipped in, waving at... The guy. The guy who had been there. Had he? He must have been. He was familiar, anyway.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Ew. So, you went too?"

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"Yep," said Sokka, all cool like that. "Rescued my sister and that Lucas guy."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Congratulations," Dawn said, suitably impressed. "How'd you do that?"

[twohalvesofaphd.livejournal.com]

"I don't recall seeing any," Zack said, frowning. "But that doesn't necessarily mean there weren't."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"So no attack shrimp, that's good, I guess." Dawn remarked, then looked around, "Are we really hunting zombie moss?"