[ It sucks having two people on watch, that's what Fjord thinks. Coming to consciousness with a weight over his legs he sits up and reaches out to pat Molly on the head. ]
Dream of chicken drumsticks for me.
[ Scooting free, he drapes the blankets over Molly with a flourish and leaves him to be a caterpillar where he is. Fjord stumbles his way downstairs and chins a hand as he listens to his stomach growl, vaguely missing the bacon off the metal men despite it being laced with aphro. Definitely finding a big bird to chop up when Molly's awake.
He heads upstairs after four hours of people-watching the early morning folk outside, sitting down next to Molly on the bed. Gently, he shakes him awake by a shoulder. ]
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Dream of chicken drumsticks for me.
[ Scooting free, he drapes the blankets over Molly with a flourish and leaves him to be a caterpillar where he is. Fjord stumbles his way downstairs and chins a hand as he listens to his stomach growl, vaguely missing the bacon off the metal men despite it being laced with aphro. Definitely finding a big bird to chop up when Molly's awake.
He heads upstairs after four hours of people-watching the early morning folk outside, sitting down next to Molly on the bed. Gently, he shakes him awake by a shoulder. ]
Rise n'shine, circus man ...
[ Sure is his old accent, heh. ]