operation: mischief

[aceshighgrope.livejournal.com]

[The hangar was remotely quiet, and one of her favorite places. The thirteen year old witch was currently sitting up in support beams a cloth napkin and small jar in front of her. She carefully crumbled the two chocolate cookies putting them in the jar. It wasn't exactly catching bugs, but the reaction from "Stuck Up" or Lynette should more than make up for it. The smallest witch popped the last half of a cookie into her mouth wishing she had remembered to get some milk, they were a little dry. Tucking the cloth into her pocket she put the cap on the jar, now to find a target...]

Comments

[aceshighgrope.livejournal.com]

[Scrambles over the foot of a mech sliding down the other side darting for the far doors]

You need more exercise too if you can't keep up slowpoke!

[aceshighstalker.livejournal.com]

*RUN RUN RUN* I exercise as much as I need to!

[aceshighgrope.livejournal.com]

And you can't catch me? [oops spoke too soon, a wrong turn has her in a dead end]

oops...

[aceshighstalker.livejournal.com]

*>DDD*

There you are!

[aceshighgrope.livejournal.com]

Heh, come on Perrine, you know I'm just having a little fun right? [backs up to the wall wondering if she can dart around her teammate]

[aceshighstalker.livejournal.com]

*slap* You are never just having a little fun. You are a nuisance. I don't know how anybody stands you!

[aceshighgrope.livejournal.com]

Ow! Easy I don't take things as rough as you do!

[aceshighstalker.livejournal.com]

I don't deliberately set out to offend people!

[aceshighgrope.livejournal.com]

No you're just rude and mean!

[aceshighstalker.livejournal.com]

Coming from a brat!

[aceshighgrope.livejournal.com]

At least I'm not a creepy stalker!

[aceshighstalker.livejournal.com]

I am not, and you can't prove it!