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wolfishsurvivalist) wrote2011-07-19 11:32 pm
wolfishsurvivalist) wrote2011-07-19 11:32 pm
✖ anxiety attack: 003 ✖
[A. 339 Brady Lane]
Breakfast's ready!
[Guess what guys, Mika has made a massive amount of scrambled eggs! Considering what she put in them you'd think she'd been making an omelet before giving up! Diced tomatoes, green peppers, bacon, cheese, a little bit of onion, with large stacks of bacon and sausages on the side. For Annie she left a plate of red meat and raw eggs on the side. Mika is going to stuff her face and then scuttle off to work, but if asked nicely, she might make a bagged lunch for her housemates before she scampers off.]
[B. Hospital]
[After making her way to work, Mika can be seen going about her job in that slightly worried fashion that a newbie has. Worrying and fussing in an attempt to double-check if she's gotten anything wrong or if she's forgotten something important or if she's going to be late or doesn't have what she needs in time.
When she isn't tripping over her own feet and falling on her face with a loud yelp, that is. Seems like someone is having difficulty adjusting to her very chubby human body. What's wrong with this girl and why is she always falling on her face, anyway? After one particularly fantastic spill, tray full of bandages flying out of her hands and everything, Mika pushes herself up with a groan, rubbing her face. An interesting assortment of bruises on her knees and elbows makes it look like this has been happening with ridiculous frequency.]
Ow...
[With a dull sniff, she sets about collecting all her scattered supplies. Help would always be welcomed, but she's used to being ignored or patronized by the drones.]
[C. Streets of Mayfield.]
[Mika was off exploring while on her way home from work. Wandering around, trying to figure out where everything was and hopefully not getting lost on her way home.
Until she found the corpse hanging on the rec center gate. With a scream that could wake the dead, Mika turns and runs as fast as her legs can take her. Anyone catching her will have to deal with her hysterics.]
Breakfast's ready!
[Guess what guys, Mika has made a massive amount of scrambled eggs! Considering what she put in them you'd think she'd been making an omelet before giving up! Diced tomatoes, green peppers, bacon, cheese, a little bit of onion, with large stacks of bacon and sausages on the side. For Annie she left a plate of red meat and raw eggs on the side. Mika is going to stuff her face and then scuttle off to work, but if asked nicely, she might make a bagged lunch for her housemates before she scampers off.]
[B. Hospital]
[After making her way to work, Mika can be seen going about her job in that slightly worried fashion that a newbie has. Worrying and fussing in an attempt to double-check if she's gotten anything wrong or if she's forgotten something important or if she's going to be late or doesn't have what she needs in time.
When she isn't tripping over her own feet and falling on her face with a loud yelp, that is. Seems like someone is having difficulty adjusting to her very chubby human body. What's wrong with this girl and why is she always falling on her face, anyway? After one particularly fantastic spill, tray full of bandages flying out of her hands and everything, Mika pushes herself up with a groan, rubbing her face. An interesting assortment of bruises on her knees and elbows makes it look like this has been happening with ridiculous frequency.]
Ow...
[With a dull sniff, she sets about collecting all her scattered supplies. Help would always be welcomed, but she's used to being ignored or patronized by the drones.]
[C. Streets of Mayfield.]
[Mika was off exploring while on her way home from work. Wandering around, trying to figure out where everything was and hopefully not getting lost on her way home.
Until she found the corpse hanging on the rec center gate. With a scream that could wake the dead, Mika turns and runs as fast as her legs can take her. Anyone catching her will have to deal with her hysterics.]
Streets!
Streets!
Streets!
Streets!
[She huffs again, but it might be hard to tell if she's actually mad or if she's starting to warm up to him.]
Streets!
Streets!
Yeah, that sounds about right.
Streets!
Do you have a middle name? Or even a first name? What about a last name? Or are you a freaky alien girl with no name? Or a robot with a string of numbers and letters as your name? Is your name X0125? I knew it.
Streets!
[She makes a face, wiggling her fingers at him in an obviously feigned spooky display.]
But how come I have to tell you my name but you only give me your fake middle names? I'm Mika Whitepaws.
Streets! sorry for the delete, i failed at html. again. XD
The name's Bond. James Bond. [ He tips an invisible hat down over his eyes. ]
Streets! It's okay, I do it too.
You are not, you liar. You look nothing like Sean Connery! [She huffs a laugh.] Or any of the other actors that played him for that matter.
Streets!
Streets!
Well, at least I could probably guess the series for each fake name you gave me. It'd certainly be an interesting exercise.
Streets!
Streets!
Streets!