Cape Rouge, Thursday evening

[betterthanaplan]

Duke was looking much healthier walking back to the boat than he'd been heading into work, today. He was also looking way more frustrated.

"Arthropods!" he called as he slouched up the gangplank. "Humidifier! Guys from Rome!"

Someone had had to release a trouble at the diner today. The good news? He'd managed to control what came out. The bad news?

He had absolutely no idea how to make it stop.

[For the partners and SO MUCH SLOWPLAY please!]

Comments

[okteiviakom]

Octavia had been hanging out on the deck. Originally, it had been to do some yoga, but then Polly Lobster and some of the other porgs had been experiencing some sort of a... porg conflict, which she'd then been attempting to sort out. Mostly by gently separating them while muttering in exasperated Trig at them.

Which may have explained why the weird things Duke was saying didn't immediately register. She was just happy to hear his voice, straightening up from the porg-minding to look over towards the gangplank.

"Ha yun, jaka."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer had been on the mainland, dealing with the Baltimore club. He came home relatively late.

"Hope I didn't miss dinner," he called, as he stepped onto the deck.