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[x_wither]

One of the last times I was holed up in one of the guest rooms I was pretty literal with the holing up. Last time I was stuffed into one I mostly just slept there. I'm not actually sure I remember which room my stuff is in this time. I should probably find someone and check that or wander that hall and stare at the doors. Try all the doors until the key card works maybe? It's not like all the guest rooms are filled, right? And one day I will figure out who some of the people coming to see Yvette are, too. Good to know she's still beloved by all.

Anything I need to know while I'm here? New people with shiny death touch type things, various other dangerous hair-trigger mutations I should make sure I don't set off so I don't turn crispy? I really don't pine for knowing what it feels like to be fried chicken, really. Or ending up on the other end of a mummified limb.

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[x-wither.livejournal.com]

Yeah, no weird stuff, just normal stuff. C'mon, it's a recipe that went through like four or five generations on my mom's side. It's like impossible for freaky additive crap to be in it since they didn't have it before. I think butter is the worst thing in it.

Fried chicken and potato salad. Should probably make enough for the army, huh?

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

Dude, this is a public post. Soon as the rest of the horde sees it, we're gonna get mobbed. Corn on the cob?

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

Yes, corn on the cob. Maybe we should just like set up shop out back for people? Help Yvette down to join in and set her up on a cushy lounge chair?

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I think the only way this is gonna work is if we just plan for everybody and their damn brother eating a ton of food.

Someone else can do dessert stuff though. I mean, if we're gonna do all the cooking because we're awesome, then someone can bake us a pie!

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

You know someone's just gonna show up with ice cream now, right? Man, where is Laurie or Lorna when you need a pie?!

I think we might need a trip to the store for more supplies to pull this off.

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

Better be good ice cream. Lorna's at one of those CA colleges for her whatever degree in rocks. Berkley or something. I dunno where Laurie is.

Yeah, I think groceries are required.

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

I demand pie baking girls be present! Seriously, who gave them permission to flee in our hour of need here?!

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

I know! SERIOUSLY! I NEED PIE. Or cobbler! Wait, hey, Marie's here! Lets go mug her for cobbler!

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

Is it possible to mug Marie? I try not to mug girls. Especially when they can beat me up. But we can bribe! Well, you mug, I'll bribe. It's like good cop/bad cop!

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

Dude, I'm not mugging her. She can benchpress trucks. Lets just bribe her with fried chicken.

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

You might survive the attempt. But then there'd be no potato salad 'cause you'd be laid up in the medlab. Yeah, definitely the way to go is bribery.

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

Then we get potato salad AND so does Marie!

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

Exactly, everyone wins! Now we just have to find her.

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

She's hiding. She's wily like that.