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May. 7th, 2010 01:04 pm
fuckitybye: (oh for fuck's sake)
[personal profile] fuckitybye
[Filtered to the infirmary staff + Claire, Paddy, Rube, Parker (i.e. the people he sort of almost trusts).]

Is there anything at all in the fucking infirmary for a migraine? I feel like sodding Riverdance is stamping and kicking its Hibernian way through my fucking skull.

[OOC: What's this about? Well, perhaps the current general election in the UK (and the corresponding one in his native canon, which will no doubt be closely based on the one in the real world) is sending some kind of psychic fallout across the multiverse, and it's giving Malcolm a big headache. Unless a current copy of the Guardian somehow appears in the library, there's no way he can know about either the real election or the TTOI one, but it seemed only fitting that he react somehow. Infirmary staff, feel free to use this to bully Malcolm into coming in for a checkup.]

Private.

Date: 2010-05-08 01:59 am (UTC)
yourunichase: (ready to fight)
From: [personal profile] yourunichase
You son of a bitch. You went after him without me again?

Re: Private.

Date: 2010-05-08 02:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] christ-onabike.livejournal.com
Chance came up and I had to jump on it. Didn't mean to miss you out, Parker.

Private.

Date: 2010-05-08 02:18 am (UTC)
yourunichase: (Hunting season)
From: [personal profile] yourunichase
Right. So. Terms of our fucking bet, Paddy?

Private.

Date: 2010-05-08 02:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] christ-onabike.livejournal.com
I dunno. Whoever loses has to do all the cleaning in the kitchen for a week?

Private.

Date: 2010-05-08 02:23 am (UTC)
yourunichase: (hair)
From: [personal profile] yourunichase
Too easy. The loser has to do all the cleaning in the kitchen for the week, and the winner's laundry.

Re: Private.

Date: 2010-05-08 02:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] christ-onabike.livejournal.com
So now I have to play with your knickers?

...You're on.

Private.

Date: 2010-05-08 02:29 am (UTC)
yourunichase: (grin)
From: [personal profile] yourunichase
If you wanted to fucking play with my knickers, you can just admit I'm gonna win and I'll deliver a basket of laundry.

Re: Private.

Date: 2010-05-08 02:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] christ-onabike.livejournal.com
Yeah, but half the fun's in the trying - and I'm gonna do something to deserve those fucking knickers. Even if it's trying and failing to win our bet.

Private.

Date: 2010-05-08 03:01 am (UTC)
yourunichase: (Yay gun)
From: [personal profile] yourunichase
Trying and winning is not fucking winning, Paddy.

Re: Private.

Date: 2010-05-08 03:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] christ-onabike.livejournal.com
No, but it's kinda a win win right? I get drunk either way. If I win, I get my washing done. If I lose, I get to laugh at your knickers.

See?

Private.

Date: 2010-05-08 03:10 am (UTC)
yourunichase: (hunteress)
From: [personal profile] yourunichase
Laughing at my fucking knickers. I'll have you know I have fucking expensive, silk and lace knickers. The best sort of knickers.

And jesus fucking Christ I've been hanging around too many damned brits. I'm starting to sound like ya.

Re: Private.

Date: 2010-05-08 03:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] christ-onabike.livejournal.com
...Well. WELL. I didn't know that. I'll be marvelling at your fancy knickers, then, instead of laughing.


Sorry?

Private.

Date: 2010-05-08 07:02 pm (UTC)
yourunichase: (grin)
From: [personal profile] yourunichase
[Laughing]

You're such a fucking asshole, Paddy.

Re: Private.

Date: 2010-05-08 07:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] christ-onabike.livejournal.com
It's what I do well.
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