For lastvoyages: Twenty-Fourth Vision [video+spam]

[can_has_vodka]

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

[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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spam

[surrenders]

You don't stop, do you.

[She's grateful, though, and while she's waiting for Arkady, starts investigating what else she has out, more amused than she should be at the catnip, a smell it had taken her a while to recognize. Of course..]

spam

[can_has_vodka]

Can't stop the love, sweet'eart. It's not in my nature!

[It takes her about ten minutes, and she keeps peeking out the windows to make sure that poor Luabunny doesn't become a chew toy for a stoned feline. Then she comes back out with three bowls balanced: chopped hay, chopped veggies--mostly lettuce and carrots--and clean water.]

Here we are!

spam

[surrenders]

[Normally, she's cautious when she eats around people, but the rabbit her can't stop herself, and the perked up head when she smells Arkady coming back quickly gets buried into the vegetables.]

You treat your chickens like this, no wonder they stay.

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[can_has_vodka]

They appreciate a good munch and some scritchies just like everyone, I suppose.

Though I wish Bertie would stop trying to sneak bites of my eggs. It's creepy.