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[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

[Over here, we have an Axel raiding a kitchen. Nothing really that special, as these things go... he's going straight for the freezers. He's muttering to himself as he searches through the ice cream.]

Seriously. Is there anything in here except sea-salt? I mean, I like the stuff, but geez...

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[onabluemoon.livejournal.com]

Are you honestly surprised?

[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

[Well... he's not going to comment on the hair, given it almost goes without saying. But he gives a shrug.]

Well... Can't say I really am.

[onabluemoon.livejournal.com]

[For once they almost match?]

Perhaps you'd have better luck elsewhere.

[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

Yeah. This was just closest. Good a place as anywhere, huh?

[onabluemoon.livejournal.com]

If you don't mind the lack of a choice, yes.

[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

Good a place as anywhere to start, I meant. [He gives a wave - yeah, yeah.]

[onabluemoon.livejournal.com]

You should learn to be clearer. [But there's a very slight nod all the same.]

[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

[He shrugs, gives a grin.] Heh. I'll get on it.

[onabluemoon.livejournal.com]

Make sure that you do.

[justalittlesick.livejournal.com]

Could be worse.

Could have been some of that 'lovely' garlic and horse meat flavour.

[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

[Is this an Even or Vexen being almost helpful? That seems stranger than the fox bits (especially after the cat ears incident...)]

Garlic and horse meat. I've got to ask - [waving both hands] - why?

[justalittlesick.livejournal.com]

[Not that he's really identifiable as a fox at this point, missing a good deal of his tail. Maybe age mellowed him out, at the moment he's just curious because you don't smell much like an Axel to him.]

There's a room here devoted to all the world's strangest flavours of ice cream. Somewhere out there someone enjoys it, but still wouldn't recommend it.

[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

[He'd be a bit surprised to know that, despite his differences.]

Geez. If there's anything stranger than that one, I don't want to know about it.

[justalittlesick.livejournal.com]

Careful, this place might take that as a challenge.

D: So so sorry about the late! Missed + no internet = tagfail.

[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

[A bit of a laugh.]

Heh. Okay. Consider me warned.

[justalittlesick.livejournal.com]

Do you mind passing me one of the sea salt ones?

[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

You can have as many as you like.

[He grins, hands it over.]

[sketch-replica.livejournal.com]

I think I saw chocolate there the other day?

[Says the Emily walking into the kitchen.]

[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

[Oh, hey. He gives her a wave and a laugh.]

It's got to be pretty well hidden.

Wow this is late. ^^;

[sketch-replica.livejournal.com]

Or maybe it's only hiding from you.

I've been internetless anyway so it's fine. XD

[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

Now why'd it do a thing like that?

[Headscratch is go.]

XD

[sketch-replica.livejournal.com]

Cause you're fun to mess with?

[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

[He gives a 'pff'. Dryly:]

That's encouraging.

[sketch-replica.livejournal.com]

Don't let it annoy you. It might get bored with you and mess with someone else instead.

[Grabs a packet of chips out of the cupboard, looking rather amused.]

[flurryofsnow.livejournal.com]

[Shrugging, now.]

Better had do. This is ...getting kind of stupid.