Pool Witch

[misery_hates_company]

Who: Misery. Open, natch.
Where: Libra, 4th Floor Poolside
Summary: Beating the Heat. Which shouldn't be there in the first place.
Warnings: As usual, Misery is a warning in and of herself.
Notes: Takes place on 12/09/2012

Being an indoor pool meant that not even the change of seasons closed it down. In these bizarre weather circumstances, this is certainly a good thing -- for anybody who remembered, anyway.

Misery isn't swimming, mind. Not currently, anyway. No, she's sitting on a seat by the poolside, a glass of iced tea by her side, in a single piece swimsuit reading a book as casually as if it hadn't just previously been snowing a blizzard the day before. A little sand and sun and it'd be something right out of a beach photo, anyway -- aside from Misery's standard pasty white countenance, anyway.

Splash her at your own risk.

Comments

[misery_hates_company]

"Oh ho ho ho! My, you really do know me well, don't you?" On some level, she's a little disturbed by that, but the recent discovery is too excellent to swell on that discomfort right now.

[otakuro]

"I'm just saying. Next time you want essence of incubus, you don't need to search so hard through the corpse. Whatever it's gonna drop, it'll probably pop right off."

......That brought a rather unpleasant image to mind.

((Sorry for the wait! This weekend was super hectic.))