twenty-eighth form; going home {video/action for goldenrod}

[bamfsecretary]

//video/action 

{It's around seven am, and the video feed is bumping about quite violently, showing flashes of trouser-clad legs, the side-arms of a wheelchair, and the dirt paths ahead, as well as Nanao's determined face as she wheels herself along.}

Yeah, I know, just hold on, because we're nearly there.

{The bumping continues for a little bit more, and then the corner of a bungalow begins to appear.}

I told you I could make it, Kiyone. O ye of little faith.

Alakazaaa.

Relax, I'm fine. I can see again, can't I?

Kazaa.

Oh, hush.

{And now the camera is facing up at the building... and it looks dusty. Very, very dusty.}

I think I'm going to need a hand in cleaning this up, aren't we?

Alakazam.

I thought so.

//mass text

If you are in the vicinity of Goldenrod, and have a few spare hours on hand, would you mind terribly if you came and gave me a hand in cleaning up my house? Many hands make light work, after all.

Also: I'm looking for housemates. The repayments on the bungalow aren't bad, but I can't work at the moment, and I'd like the company.

{ooc: This is a call for housemates! Male or female doesn't matter, but they must be staying in Goldenrod for at least a month. Board is P200 a week, and since Nanao is stuck in a wheelchair, someone who can cook would be good. |D}

{I'll be putting up a header in the comments for action cleaning - threadjacking is encouraged! Thank you for your attention~}

Comments

[restardom.livejournal.com]

... Awwww, hi there!

[ after Crystal, this is nothing. ]

[used-glare.livejournal.com]

{Mamaweasel rears up - all the better to see you - and chitters approvingly.}

I probably should have warned you - she does this to everyone.

[restardom.livejournal.com]

I don't mind! It means she's friendly, yeah?

[used-glare.livejournal.com]

{Hanatarou snuffles at Rise - huh, you smell nice and familiar OKAY YOU PASS and you get a damp nose touching your nose before she drops back down to continue being a giant furry duster.}

Well, she is - but I've heard other members of the species can be a little more, ah, aggressive than her.

[restardom.livejournal.com]

[ why are you taller than me on your hind legs, sob-- and Rise's got to giggle, for more than one reason. ]

Yeah, mine's not the nicest, so I'm used to that.

[used-glare.livejournal.com]

{Because these weasels are six feet long and very snuggly.}

Ah - I can understand that. Hanatarou seems to be a friend to all living things.

[restardom.livejournal.com]

[ if only Kanzeon was that way with everyone. IF ONLY. ]

... I'm a little jealous.

[used-glare.livejournal.com]

{Watching Hanatarou roll about in the dust.}

I have heard the phrase "deathweasel" bandied about in regard to most furrets. I guess, then, that yours may fit this description?

[restardom.livejournal.com]

Death-- [ pft. ] That sounds about right!

[used-glare.livejournal.com]

{She giggles a little.} I think Heather was the one I heard it from.

Somehow, that makes sense.

[restardom.livejournal.com]

... Heather'd know. I'm pretty sure Kanzeon and Artie were separated at birth.

[used-glare.livejournal.com]

Ah. Now I think I understand why Tulio was so freaked out over her....

[restardom.livejournal.com]

He probably had a bad encounter with one!

[used-glare.livejournal.com]

Probably Arty, then. I think he's met Heather before.

[restardom.livejournal.com]

Nooot surprising. Heather knows a lot of people!

[used-glare.livejournal.com]

She's a bit of a social Butterfree, isn't she?

[restardom.livejournal.com]

... Uh-oh, Nanao-san, the locals are rubbing off on you.

[used-glare.livejournal.com]

Oh no. {Her eyes widen in mock horror.} Did I make a Pokemon pun?

[restardom.livejournal.com]

Completely and totally.

[used-glare.livejournal.com]

How could I?! Rise, you must stop me from doing so again!

[restardom.livejournal.com]

But that'd be boring.

[used-glare.livejournal.com]

Mmm, I suppose so...