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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2014 10:39 pm
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He decided not to reply to the first thing, except with just a quick, searching, dubious, look. It quickly changed into a less inquisitive, flat stare when she responded that she 'had an uncle Travis'. "Are you doing that deliberately?"
Surprisingly (and it was somewhat surprising to Clancy anyway) it -seemed- to be going well. He twisted the auger, felt a tug of resistance, and pulled back. It seemed like he'd caught the curtains, now it was just a matter of tugging them back and... she had an Emboar. He wracked his brain to recall what exactly an Emboar is; an image of a large, strong, fire-breathing pig came to mind... "You have a bloody Emboar, and you didn't ask it to try to pull the flaming curtains out?!"
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Posted: Fri Jul 04, 2014 12:26 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 04, 2014 12:35 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 04, 2014 1:03 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 04, 2014 1:17 pm
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Wait; Sissy had requested to learn about the toilet? Clancy, once again, found himself giving the pajama-clad woman a skeptical, searching, look. For some reason, the idea that the pink thing had 'shown an interest' in learning about the toilet really rather worried him almost as much as the idea of an Emboar sat atop the bog...
"Point bloomin' taken..." Clancy grumbled, and gave the auger another twist and pull. Something budged a little more, and the water began to flow, slowly, away in the bowl. "We're almost home-free, anyhow; nowt point in getting your smoky bacon involved now..."
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Posted: Fri Jul 04, 2014 2:56 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 04, 2014 3:04 pm
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"Careful," The man muttered, as he pulled the curtains just a little more free... It was hard work, but any moment, he felt sure, any moment he'd have them out... "That was almost a compliment."
He hadn't been sure what to make of the pokémon showing interest in the way she described, so he'd simply settled for shaking his head, and thanking his lucky stars that he simply had a serious fish to deal with, for now.
"It is good; real good with some proper old brown sauce and a splash of baked beans in a proper old fry-up. Real, pucker, greasy spoon old English..." Now that was one thing he missed; as a trainee, the food certainly wasn't the most appetizing in edible material.
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 9:56 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 11:00 am
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Pieces of wet fabric clung, wrapped around the auger, before Clancy plucked them off and sloshed them into the bucket, pulling a face at the squelchy noise.
A much happier toilet let out a small rumble as the last of the trapped water was freed, and any smaller curtain remnants that might have been left behind were on their way to chemical processing in the labyrinth of pipes and tanks around the base.
"Surf an turf, eh? Ever tried Magikarp with Oddish salad? 'S bloody marvelous with tartar sauce..." Clancy frowned, as he tried the flush; just to make sure the toilet didn't fill itself up again and the problem was truly solved. "Yeah, yeah, we're done; do you want your sodding curtains back?" He gestured at the bucket. He also noted that the water all around probably needed a mop taken to it... At least that wouldn't take long; he was kind of hungry too; finish this job, get a quick bite to eat, and 'hit the hay', whether his room mates were snoring or not... It was nearly in reach...
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 11:38 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 11:51 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 1:42 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 2:02 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 2:06 pm
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