I don't know, the little shitstain's got all those bits and bobs under the drawing room floor, I'm sure you'll think of something.
Ugh, don't remind me. I'm surprised that side of the family still speaks to us. Adolescents.
Oh, I forgot. Saw this and thought of you.
*Unceremoniously, he produces a small and lumpy parcel wrapped thickly in rough muslin. Inside is an iron cameo from under the floorboards of the last goblin family he negotiated with. He thrusts it through the fire, in a brief moment when the connection is particularly strong.*
Have it curse-broken, Horntail, I haven't a clue what it's got on it.
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Date: 2011-05-11 01:59 pm (UTC)Ugh, don't remind me. I'm surprised that side of the family still speaks to us. Adolescents.
Oh, I forgot. Saw this and thought of you.
*Unceremoniously, he produces a small and lumpy parcel wrapped thickly in rough muslin. Inside is an iron cameo from under the floorboards of the last goblin family he negotiated with. He thrusts it through the fire, in a brief moment when the connection is particularly strong.*
Have it curse-broken, Horntail, I haven't a clue what it's got on it.