...my friend standing there I would have been rather unsettled by the close proximity of such an uncouth, dangerous-looking individual. His cheeks were ruddy and chapped, crowned by thick red whiskers, his brows beetling, and the hair which struggled from under his battered hat did not seem to have seen the attention of a comb in weeks. It also appeared that he had somehow managed to lose three teeth...
...!!!! Like match box! Colonel Franklin: *moves his breakfast* Irene: *moves her clothes, and then blinks and looks around as she tries to figure out what's been going on while she spaced out* Moofy: *beetling over to deedle curiously* Rachel: *leans down and offers him a hand up into her arms, her eyes still on the padded blankets inside the big box. She already knows what's in that box ...
...tree and the pile of gifts that greeted her people in the cafeteria when she came in this morning* Destiny: *puzzled, and a bit uncertain, is peeking at the presents from behind Simon* Lyra: *Beetling around the pile, playing a cheery Christmas song* Simon: ...Me Simon think it look like Christmas. Greg: *snorts and goes to the food line* Destiny: Christmas? Jack: *gentle chuckle, begins ...
... clip from the Beatlessong "Help!". Kinda knows what's got her brother so riled* Bert: *gruffly* We have to wait, Moofy and Lyra. Optimus is getting everyone organized. Moofy: *Razzes Bert, before beetling over to Patrick and Joe. Then he's tugging on the nearest pants hem, and trying to ask for the spark signature of the missing person* Joe: *hunkers down and offers to pick the little guy...
... that the time had passed so quickly.... Kia: *slips away from him and starts pulling the tarp they'd brought out over their machine* Aria: *blinks, her thought process derailed. And then she's beetling over to reach up toward Draco and chat at him sympathetically* Draco: *his tank hurts and even friends aren't going to make it feel better. Is grumpy* Galvatron: *blinks* Quickly?? ...
... and then gets up off the floor so she can follow Moofy to the door* //I better not find this place wrecked when I get back. Crusher out.// Javan: //Aye-aye, Crusher. Khan out.// Moofy: *beetling to the door and tapping at it* Rachel: *grabs her jacket and her black bag, and then leaves the house to join Russell and Bert and start searching* ((co-written with random_xtras ))
... I've missed a year. Time kinda passes me by sometimes. (I am myself L, you know.) I think they'll be five and four come the spring. Which means it's high time they settled down, he said, beetling his brows ferociously at 'em. 4. What is your favourite fish (and why?) To cook and eat, or just generally? Assuming the former, the question is impossible. The range is vast, and so is my interest. I'...
The two dragged at Rekkon who had reached out from beyond death and given Hah the answers he needed. Hah opened the hatch. Atuarre Pakka and Torm looked up in unison. They’d taken seats on the bare deck the man at the opposite side of the empty hold from the two Trianii. “We had to ditch Rekkon ” Han told them. “Atuarre I want you and Pakka to go square away the forward compartment. You can throw...
Here are pictures of the hemp belt after I washed and beetled it. The fabric is much more opaque, as the threads have spread out into the spaces between. It is also much Softer and more pliable than it was before I washed it. Mmmmmm! Soft!
... *clears vocalizer and gathers her strength* Bubba? Bubba: *beetling into the room, curious chirrup* Rachel: *hears... even know what day it is, buddy. Moofy: *beetling down the hall to the room, beeps and...a way out... Preferrably without human casualties. Moofy: *beetling over to Sean and Desinex* Patrick: *frown...over to TC and is picked up* Moofy: *Beetling over to TC as Steeljaw pads over as...
