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Post by Jacques Mallet du Pan on Sept 27, 2009 14:15:43 GMT -8
((Bacon! Ha!))
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Post by Daniel Remmington on Sept 28, 2009 21:19:16 GMT -8
It was nearly an hour later and, despite eating rather slowly, Daniel had consumed quite a few brownies. Neither of the girls had done much of anything since he got there. Well, neither had he, but that wasn't the point. The point was that these people were behaving like zombies. And zombie were only entertaining when they were eating people's brains, which these ones were not. He cleared his throat, "I guess I'll be leaving then. Thank you for the marvelous conversation." Really, would they have noticed if the entire room suddenly caught fire? Probably not. He turned away from them and left, trying to think of something else to occupy his time that wasn't actual work.
((I feel... full. Just from writing this.
And very very... dead.))
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Post by Samantha Birtwell on Sept 30, 2009 16:58:36 GMT -8
Samantha glared at Daniel she obviously didn't want to talk to him.
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Post by Sherrie Blackwell on Sept 30, 2009 17:09:13 GMT -8
Sherrie finished her fifteenth brownie, then asked Samantha, "Are they really special brownies?" She looked at her dumbfounded.
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Post by Daniel Remmington on Sept 30, 2009 17:19:18 GMT -8
((OMGott, Samantha! What'd I ever do to you?! ;__;))
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Post by Jacques Mallet du Pan on Sept 30, 2009 19:16:22 GMT -8
((...
Brownies, huh.
*smirks into palm*))
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Post by Aiesha Lawrence on Sept 30, 2009 19:32:43 GMT -8
((Oh my Gott, my French teacher did that today when he had dirty thoughts!
"So, class. The verbs monter and descendre are only used with avoir when you use them with stairs. Because really, there aren't many things you can get up on.... *faces boards and chuckles into palm*"))
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Post by Jacques Mallet du Pan on Sept 30, 2009 19:36:33 GMT -8
((*SMIIIIIRK*
It's a tradmark of us Butler!Types. Go check whether your French teacher had ever called people sir on a whim. If he has, take Evasive Action. Like getting him a special tie.
I think it's the passive-aggressiveness of it. You know we're laughing and we're not really even hiding it, but the formality is there.))
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Post by Daniel Remmington on Oct 4, 2009 7:26:54 GMT -8
((Dude. He wears a suit everyday (he even has casual suits). And all he ever calls us is monsieur/mademoiselle (maybe insert last name). I don't think he knows our first names. XD))
Daniel decided it would be a good idea to check on the zombies really quick. Just in case. He poked his head inside of the cafeteria; they were exactly where he had left them. He called across the room to Samantha, which he knew was pointless, but oh well. "You are aware that lunch ended at 2:30 and dinner started at 5:00, right? Good, excellent." And then he left again, wondering what who he should hand the kitchen over to, since zombies were obviously not good employees.
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Post by Charlie Taylor on Oct 4, 2009 11:30:20 GMT -8
((Butler-in'~!))
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