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EARTH RUMBLE 6.
HAVE NEVER LAUGHED SO HARD.
"Water Tribe."
NEED SOKKA ICONS.
ETA: SABRE-TOOTH MOOSE LION CUB. I may actually have some sort of critical failure from the adorableness.
In conclusion: I'm not sure I've ever been so hilariously delighted to get sucked into a show.
HAVE NEVER LAUGHED SO HARD.
"Water Tribe."
NEED SOKKA ICONS.
ETA: SABRE-TOOTH MOOSE LION CUB. I may actually have some sort of critical failure from the adorableness.
In conclusion: I'm not sure I've ever been so hilariously delighted to get sucked into a show.
I'M DRUNK, OKAY.
"What," Roslin begins, then gives up. If there's a reason the official level of Colonial One is decked out the way it is - red-pink hangings, and candles everywhere, and is that a lacy tablecloth draped over her desk? - then it's probably forthcoming.
"Don't ask me," Adama says helplessly. "I got a call saying you wanted to see me. To be honest, I thought maybe the chamalla..." He stops there, probably thinking better; presidential restraint allows nothing but a raised eyebrow to present itself in response.
Roslin seats herself, eyes flickering down to the intricately folded pair of napkins where the papery ephemera of the day-to-day should be.
"Iroh?" she calls, intending to get an explanation for this one way or another. A moment later, Adama blinks, and she turns around to level an icy stare at her grey-haired, white-shirted, bow-tied... waiter.
He lifts the teapot in his hands, and grins like a benevolent Chesire cat.
"Tea, anyone?"
Re: I'M DRUNK, OKAY.
:D!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The only way it could get improved:
If E.B. Farnum and Richardson were Iroh's underlings.
Re: I'M DRUNK, OKAY.
Re: I'M DRUNK, OKAY.
CAN WE HAVE A WACKY BUDDY SHOW, SOPHIE? WITH IROH AND FARNUM AND RICHARDSON?