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lastvoyages: Twenty-Fourth Vision [video+spam]
Oct. 11th, 2012 10:53 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
can_has_vodkaEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
[Arkady dances around her living room with the chickens chasing her.]
We've been hit with a wave of cuteness!
[Okay, calm down Arkady. She pauses to catch her breath.]
Right! Time to be a responsible Warden and such.
[Serious face. Really. All right, so it's on the verge of crumbling, but still.]
Right! I need to know who's left with opposable thumbs, we still need to get everyone fed and watered and--rather urgently--let out of their rooms.
Also I need to know who needs out of their rooms. I'll be by presently!
[private to Scrad and Charlie]
Are you all right, lads?
[private to Admiral]
Right! I'm going to need several extra pounds each of fresh raw meat, veg and fruit, three twenty-pound bales of catnip, three bushels of tennis balls, a very large tub of vitamin powder and a two pound tub of wild mealworms. Also please put two large fishtanks into the pub, one salt, one fresh, and stock each with small bait fish.
Yes, I do know how to party.
[spam for deck--threadjack as wanted]
[Arkady, normally a purveyor of intoxicants, doesn't want anyone to have to go without. So, a bit after four PM every day of the Flood, she calmly lugs out an enormous bale of catnip, breaks it open and spreads a nice layer around on the deck near the pub windows, so she can watch the shenanigans. It takes her a while to finish up, and by the time she does the whole area smells of the fresh herb.]
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Date: 2012-10-11 06:35 pm (UTC)[It takes her ten minutes of checking doors--and letting trapped people out along the way--before this...smell...wafts under B's door. It is a fresh plant smell, except with added OH MY GOD WHAT IS THAT.]
[A thin fist taps on the door.] Hello-oo!
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Date: 2012-10-11 06:42 pm (UTC)As per Arkady's resquest she roars, sauntering to the door and knocking her front paw against it. Open this door and give me whatever it is you've got. :|]
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Date: 2012-10-11 06:47 pm (UTC)[She appears next to the door. She's got catnip on her hands, sleeves, skirt and shoes from spreading it all over the deck.]
Here we are!
[She turns, perhaps unwisely, to unlatch the door.]
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Date: 2012-10-11 07:02 pm (UTC)What is this? Iiiinteresting.]
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Date: 2012-10-11 07:26 pm (UTC)Oh yes. I spread out a great lot upstairs by the pub. Catnip works for all cats, even the huge ones.
You look lovely. Do you need a hunt? I could open the CES.
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Date: 2012-10-11 07:30 pm (UTC)[spam]
Date: 2012-10-11 08:23 pm (UTC)[spam]
Date: 2012-10-12 01:56 am (UTC)So Beatrix is quite content to follow happily after her, letting her go first to work the doors and maybe even nosing her hand in thanks when they get to the deck.]
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Date: 2012-10-13 10:32 pm (UTC)We're early, there should be plenty of deer and such. I'll come back in a few hours to let you out if you'd like.