The alarm goes off and Richard rolls to smack it silent before it wakes River. Only River is gone with just a piece of paper on her side of the bed. The werewolf arches an intrigued eyebrow at it before throwing the covers off and getting out of bed.
He gets a shirt and trousers on before he notices the holster. And his gun. What the- what did she do to them? Why are they pink? This awful, bright, cornea-searing purplish pink?
He finishes dressing, dumbfounded, and takes the weapon and its holder to the saferoom. Only to find that every single piece of kit is in the same condition. What was she thinking? He slides the clip out to take a closer look at the damage. There's no way he can fire this when it's covered in...huh. Everything is that awful fuchsia colour, but it doesn't seem to be paint. In fact, it looks like the colour is in the metal itself.
Which means his weapons are in perfect working order.
Did she say anything to you? He asks Dam.
I've been sworn to silence with bacon, the dog answers seriously, wagging his tail.
Ryan gives a disgruntled snort as he straps the P226 on and shuts the saferoom. What on earth brought this on? The note implies she isn't mad at him, he can't recall any anger in her scent last night (far from it), but why else would she turn his kit pink?
Oh, look, she got his boots, too. Charming. Okay, the torn knickers stuffed in one get a twitch at the corner of his mouth.
He gets his answer as soon as he hits the bar proper. The costume change is unexpected and very much unwanted, particularly the leather trousers. April 1st. Ryan quickly escapes out the back door with Damocles, glad to return to his usual clothes. Yes, even the pink boots.
He frowns as he starts reading the map. This is not amusing.
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Date: 2009-03-31 03:31 am (UTC)He gets a shirt and trousers on before he notices the holster. And his gun. What the- what did she do to them? Why are they pink? This awful, bright, cornea-searing purplish pink?
He finishes dressing, dumbfounded, and takes the weapon and its holder to the saferoom. Only to find that every single piece of kit is in the same condition. What was she thinking? He slides the clip out to take a closer look at the damage. There's no way he can fire this when it's covered in...huh. Everything is that awful fuchsia colour, but it doesn't seem to be paint. In fact, it looks like the colour is in the metal itself.
Which means his weapons are in perfect working order.
Did she say anything to you? He asks Dam.
I've been sworn to silence with bacon, the dog answers seriously, wagging his tail.
Ryan gives a disgruntled snort as he straps the P226 on and shuts the saferoom. What on earth brought this on? The note implies she isn't mad at him, he can't recall any anger in her scent last night (far from it), but why else would she turn his kit pink?
Oh, look, she got his boots, too. Charming. Okay, the torn knickers stuffed in one get a twitch at the corner of his mouth.
He gets his answer as soon as he hits the bar proper. The costume change is unexpected and very much unwanted, particularly the leather trousers. April 1st. Ryan quickly escapes out the back door with Damocles, glad to return to his usual clothes. Yes, even the pink boots.
He frowns as he starts reading the map. This is not amusing.