08-31-2011, 12:26 AM
OOC: Set for the morning after "I'd like to buy a vowel"
IC: Rory had gotten up that morning with a pretty girl next to him. He didn’t quite want to get up but he did have a picnic to arrange. So he got up and went to find the right things. He took one of Treasa’s blankets so they could sit down without getting dirty. Then he got the food together. He decided to go hunting and spent a good part of the morning searching for the perfect meal. He finally brought down an injured mountain goat.
He took care of the meat and then packed up. He had found a basket and some various berries as well as some wine, and milk for the little ones. He was rather pleased with himself and started to hum as he headed to the house where his ladylove and his niece were waiting. Then he realized that he forgot his mandolin. So he trotted back to the barn and grabbed the instrument.
Though he had to think of a song to sing to Mya. He gave a slight shrug and figured that he would think of something. So he knocked on the door of the house and waited for his girlfriend to open it, gently swaying the basket that was hanging on his arm.
IC: Rory had gotten up that morning with a pretty girl next to him. He didn’t quite want to get up but he did have a picnic to arrange. So he got up and went to find the right things. He took one of Treasa’s blankets so they could sit down without getting dirty. Then he got the food together. He decided to go hunting and spent a good part of the morning searching for the perfect meal. He finally brought down an injured mountain goat.
He took care of the meat and then packed up. He had found a basket and some various berries as well as some wine, and milk for the little ones. He was rather pleased with himself and started to hum as he headed to the house where his ladylove and his niece were waiting. Then he realized that he forgot his mandolin. So he trotted back to the barn and grabbed the instrument.
Though he had to think of a song to sing to Mya. He gave a slight shrug and figured that he would think of something. So he knocked on the door of the house and waited for his girlfriend to open it, gently swaying the basket that was hanging on his arm.