[02: video] - Life is fraughtless, when you're thoughtless

[emptynight]

[About five minutes ago, a sharp popping sound could have been heard from one of the emptier buildings in the city. And only now does the video come on, with Thomas looking disheveled, to put it mildly. He's got yellow pulp clinging to his hair, and his clothes are clinging to him again, this time covered in what looks like apple juice.]

[still, he doesn't look particularly embarrassed, just a little sheepishly smirky]


So, fermenting apple cider explodes. Who knew.


[ooc: on-line or off, either is fine. He'll be cleaning up his mess for a good long while, plenty of time for multiple people to drop by.]

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[dark-thespian.livejournal.com]

[He looks a little ill.] ...I'd rather not remember what else Master does besides drink.

[emptynight]

[Sorry Allen, but all he's got is a whole lot of laughing, especially at that face.]

[dark-thespian.livejournal.com]

Are you done?

[emptynight]

[He holds up a hand and manages to gaspThere's another half minute or so of amused laughter.]

Okay, I'm done.

[dark-thespian.livejournal.com]

[He nods once and sighs.] Anyways, there's bound to be one addict that's figured out how to make cider here.

[emptynight]

[Another grin] I'm counting on it.