FTEC, Sunday (9/23)
Sunday, September 23rd, 2012 06:21 pmLast week Stark had been accompanied by a kitten (who still needed a name). This week there was a dog at his side. Stark didn't entirely understand this daemon business (how could she be part of him if she'd only just appeared? And didn't he have enough of himself trying to leak out his face without a piece of his soul suddenly deciding it ought to be corporeal?) but he certainly didn't mind the company.
Sarea had declined a cupcake and lay down to keep an eye on the door while Stark settled himself at the desk.
The alien was in, as was his daemon.
[Open, OCD-free]
Sarea had declined a cupcake and lay down to keep an eye on the door while Stark settled himself at the desk.
The alien was in, as was his daemon.
[Open, OCD-free]