whizbangs: (we're doin all right)
col. carol danvers (captain marvel) ([personal profile] whizbangs) wrote2020-06-20 04:45 pm
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HOUSE #1470
mayo
  little shitloving daughter







 "You've reached Carol Danvers, aka Captain Marvel. I'm not here, leave a message!

If it's urgent... uh. Leave it urgently."


speed dial
steve
sakamoto
gremlin



( call | text | voicemail | mail | action )

 
badbreak: (makes ya sick in a bad way.)

Re: action

[personal profile] badbreak 2013-08-16 03:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[and that orange head turns around (to the left, of course), Badou saying helpfully]

Duh. I got these like days ago.
badbreak: (in the nosebleed seats.)

Re: action

[personal profile] badbreak 2013-08-17 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
[watches her itch]

...

Sakamoto left extracts.
badbreak: (a mistake on the part of nature.)

Re: action

[personal profile] badbreak 2013-08-17 08:26 am (UTC)(link)
[his eye scrunches at the front-coming briefly before it's hidden in tangles of orange scruff]

They -- pfffuhh [blowing that stupid hair out of his face] -- still in the tub.
badbreak: (all my pitfalls.)

Re: action

[personal profile] badbreak 2013-08-18 09:35 am (UTC)(link)
M'not showerin' with you! He ain't even got 'em all out!

[PPPFFUUUH]
badbreak: (blow your mongrel mind.)

Re: action

[personal profile] badbreak 2013-08-19 07:06 am (UTC)(link)
Nothin'! Nothin' happened!
badbreak: (all my pitfalls.)

Re: action

[personal profile] badbreak 2013-08-30 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
You're the one always tellin' me it ain't dubious!
badbreak: (a mistake on the part of nature.)

Re: action

[personal profile] badbreak 2013-08-31 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
[smacks her hands away]

Ya got fleas! I don't want ya doin' it ta me! What good's it gonna do if they just jump offa your head onta mine!
badbreak: (just come prepared with some thick skin.)

Re: action

[personal profile] badbreak 2013-09-03 08:07 am (UTC)(link)
[the redheaded boy will take the spot she left behind, curling a notched spine and awkward limbs into that warm indent on the couch, regardless of any fleas that might still be hanging around]

[but he lies down on the wrong side (remaining eye pressed against the pillow), and startles up for a moment -- he hasn't done that unintentionally for what feels like a long, long time]

[...maybe he's gotten too comfortable, but there's no threat here -- he feels clean and unprovoked, for once]

[and in the end he rolls to the opposite side so he can watch one of his favourite movies more easily, and falls into a contented lull to raptor shrieks and our lives are in your hands, and you've got butterfingers?!]