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Once John finished up at the radio station, he walked down the street to Jon's place to bang on the door, two Portalocity tickets tucked in his back pocket. "Oy! Jon! Grab your boots and get your arse down here you fucking git."

There was no possible way this was going to end well.

[OOC: For him that is mentioned.]

Date: 2016-06-05 01:38 am (UTC)
furnaceface: (Fire - Headtilty)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
Honestly, they probably didn't need anybody else to encourage them. Ever. At all. The party of two thing could only be for the best here.

//My party in Madripoor,// Jono added, raising an eyebrow but looking amused, otherwise. //Do you know anything about Madripoor?//

Date: 2016-06-05 01:53 am (UTC)
furnaceface: (Stalking Off)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
//... I think at this point we should just be happy that there are English speakers there, and go with that,// Jono decided. //John, mate, we're about to have a very interesting outing.//

They were basically walking into disaster, weren't they?

Date: 2016-06-05 02:20 am (UTC)
furnaceface: (Fire - Woe)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
Hey, if anybody could end up in jail the night before his wedding, it was absolutely Jonothon Starsmore. Between the two of them, they'd probably not leave the country so much as flee it.

Which was saying a lot. Because Madripoor.

//This being my first one, I'm going to take your word for it,// Jono replied, amused. //I wonder if we can find the worst bar on the island while we're there...//

He got into the spirit of this sort of thing fairly easily, at least.
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