bastardbytrade: ([ idle ] it's my life)
bastardbytrade ([personal profile] bastardbytrade) wrote2010-05-02 02:47 pm

[009] [brief audio that will end in comment log] [open!]


[Mordecai's been chilling out at crustacian cove and mostly keeping to himself since he went and got himself killed. He's relaxing more than he usually allows and rather enjoying being off the ship.

Until of course his comm sprays him in the face with water. With an angry scowl he snarls into the comm.]

I'm not fucking talking right now.

[That said, he clicks it off and promptly throws the comm to land with his boots, vest, mask and shield that have been neglected on the sand behind him. He's just gonna sit and soak up the silence. It's been too long since Mordecai has had a chance to just... stop.]


(ooc: come ruin his silence. kick sand at him. tackle him. spill your drink on him. HE'D LOVE YOU FOR IT REALLY. 8D)


ntjstapwn: (Busy)

[personal profile] ntjstapwn 2010-05-02 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, too bad that doesn't mean much.

*Marco is actually not all that far down the beach, but replies over comms anyway*

[identity profile] seagullmun.livejournal.com 2010-05-02 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh, hey! A pile of stuff! Lenny swoops down onto the stack and begins to rummage.

Does he know the owner of said stuff is only a few feet away? Hell yes he does. Lenny's asserting his gull-like dominance. Eat that, hunter-boy!]

I bet this dude has M&Ms or something. Mine now!

[identity profile] chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com 2010-05-02 01:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[Mikaela's on the beach too actually - hauling a surfboard around with her. She hesitates when she sees him; last time they'd seen each other, she'd gone after him.]

...Hey.