week 6

[airlockedmods]

[Even with three deaths two weeks in a row, life in the Fantasy Sweet returns to some semblance of normalcy come Sunday morning. The messes are cleaned up, the bodies are safe in the morgue (or in Kip's case, still in a liquor bottle in the garden) and with this new week comes a fresh crop of returning memories.

There is no new floor this week.

Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday



[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your activity for week 5, submit your memory regains and put in your threads for the Benefactors!]

Comments

[goteachother]

You better. [Another kiss, slow and soft, reassuring in the face of that damnable read.]

Leonard, sweetie... hmmm... [Now she's just going to give him little pecks to punctuate each word while she thinks.]

what-about-hmmm- motek?

[Sorry, Leonard you can't have "baby" that's Kip's name.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

[He laughs a little at it all. Her whole Queeieness. Bless her.] Haven't heard a word like that in a while. Here I was thinking, hm, handsome? Captain? Sweetiepie lovely lumpkins~?

[goteachother]

Captain? That's not a pet name... unless you mean it in a- um.

[She bites her lip and cocks a brow.]

Well... a way that is rather inappropriate for public ears. [Which... means she kinda likes it.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

...I'm not sure where this is going, but I'm into it wherever it is.

[goteachother]

I mean people take orders from a Captain.

[Full of suggestion and purred against his lips.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

...Oh.

Oh.

Well. Ahem. Yes, captains do issue orders and expect them to be followed. Exactly what I was referring to.

[goteachother]

Mmmmhmmm

I'm sure it was~