«We Could Be Legends»

[Cluckcluck1215]

"Dog, you snap no matter what," Bleddyn reminded him calmly, fully anticipating a charged retort and prepared to be amused by it. "And, yeah, I can get that she's intelligent. She's gotta be- since her being intense executive of ultimate supremacy organization and all." She paused for a moment, letting herself become fixated by random cars again. "It was nice to indulge myself in that stupid fantasy of miraculously distracting her, though, you know?"

"No, I do not- actually, you're right, I do..." Wolfram growled under his breath, folding his arms across his chest as the realization hit him. "If only it where true though! It would be so much easier..." He drew off, and then heaved a sigh, "if only life worked that way, like a fairy tale."

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

“We could tell her it’s to a different bank.” Brisa suggested, shrugging. “It does seem a little plausible, especially if we made it seem realistic. But even if we don’t want to do that then we could try a decoy of some kind. I don’t know what, though.”

"And then what happens? She finds out its not there, comes back, and murders us all. Bam. Plan destroyed," Wolfram hissed, seething silently, "trust me, it's utterly worthless to try and deceive her. She's not some idiotic...erm...jerk, she knows we, especially I, won't give up so easily."

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

"Don't ask me, I'm the idiot in the room."
Bleddyn then shrugged so hard that her arms fell off and rolled off across the overpopulated parking lot.

(No spoof Sarah)

 

[HeavensHens88]

(No spoof Sarah)

(IT'S THAT TIME OF NIGHT AGAIN WHOOPEEE)

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

(IT'S THAT TIME OF NIGHT AGAIN WHOOPEEE)

(Proycon save us all. IT'S ONLY 9:45)

 

[HeavensHens88]

"And then what happens? She finds out its not there, comes back, and murders us all. Bam. Plan destroyed," Wolfram hissed, seething silently, "trust me, it's utterly worthless to try and deceive her. She's not some idiotic...erm...jerk, she knows we, especially I, won't give up so easily."

Bleddyn was possessed by her fascination with a particular Kia and also she couldn't find significant value in her offering a response right now.

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

Bleddyn was possessed by her fascination with a particular Kia and also she couldn't find significant value in her offering a response right now.

Wolfram followed her gaze, before turning back to her with a slightly disturbed look. "Yep, that's a car, Bleddyn. What's so special about it?"

 

[HeavensHens88]

Wolfram followed her gaze, before turning back to her with a slightly disturbed look. "Yep, that's a car, Bleddyn. What's so special about it?"

"It's called passing time, Dog," she huffed out, not relocating her stare. "An especially ideal activity when your particular input isn't needed."

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

"It's called passing time, Dog," she huffed out, not relocating her stare. "An especially ideal activity when your particular input isn't needed."

"So your idea of passing time is...having a staring contest with....a car?" Wolfram raised a brow quizzically, a hint of amusement playing in his tone. "You do you, I guess."

 

[RiverStorm]

Wolfram fumed silently, a flash of color rising on his cheeks. "We where not having a 'adorable connection' Lachlan." He bit out, eyes narrowed. He dug his phone out of his pocket, shoved himself off the bumper, and walked up to Lachlan, handing him the phone, "here, use mine, and please ignore the many texts from my ex that are blowing up my phone, she's insane."

"Hm? Oh, yeah, right..." Wolfram quickly blocked her number, and the messages stopped appearing quickly. He handed his phone back to Lachlan, and gave his friend one last glare, before glancing back at Bleddyn, who was still sitting by the van. "You have the key still, right Brisa?" He asked, absentmindedly watching Bleddyn.

"Well, looked like it." Lachlan said cheekily, accepting the phone and beginning to dial River's number. "Thanks, Wolf." He murmured, before finally the phone began ringing, and soon River's voice slid through from the other end. "Uh, Wolfram? How did you get my number?"
"Not Wolfram, Lachlan. Where are you? We're already here and waiting."
"Stuck in traffic. I'm with Misty, Delilah, Zion, Jessi, Camilla, and Enchantress in that van. Should be there in a minute, but at this rate I'm considering running on foot there."
"Great. Er, I need to get off so that I don't kill Wolfram's batter. Do get here soon."
With that, he ended the call and offered the phone back to Wolfram. "Of course, they're stuck in traffic."