[09 || it was easier to type when the puppy thing was a metaphor]

[sweetdeath]

...this is kind of a fun curse! Except I can't open the door. Or, you know. Work can openers. Let's not talk about what trying to cook would be like --

Uh, sorry, I'm not gonna make it in to work!

Tatsumi, you still human-shaped? I've got a bunch of gourmet leftovers in the freezer, and if you could get some out and reheat it for me you can share 'em for dinner. I forgot to leave a bowl of dog food out last night, see.

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[plz-2-b-an-hero.livejournal.com]

Can't do much like this, unless he's overly fond of his pant legs--

What do you want me to do? I'm not being a voluntary test subject again.

[voice - private]

[cinnagami.livejournal.com]

I was more thinking, you get the arms, I get the legs.

[voice - private]

[plz-2-b-an-hero.livejournal.com]

Pff, man, I could do THAT on my own. Just hold the doors for me.

[voice - private]

[cinnagami.livejournal.com]

...You know, that might work out better. I'm gonna have to come up with closet reinforcement, anyway.

[voice - private]

[plz-2-b-an-hero.livejournal.com]

They going to break through the walls, or something?

[voice - private]

[cinnagami.livejournal.com]

...Tatsumi might. I'll just have to make sure Watari doesn't have any markers on him.

[voice - private]

[plz-2-b-an-hero.livejournal.com]

Wait, markers?

[voice - private]

[cinnagami.livejournal.com]

Long story! He'd probably be able to find a way out if he had something to draw with.