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[personal profile] peafowl 2013-09-18 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
The pink peacock squawks and struggles under Brimstone's grip and then makes rather pathetic wheezing noises when Brimstone lets go. The blue peacock claps his hands over his mouth and tries not to laugh at the record player or yell at Brimstone for near-shooting his twin.

"We're waking you up," the pink peacock says. "You were asleep. The house decided to ... fuck with us, I guess. And then he told us how to fix it, which was more fucking with us."

"We only kissed you under duress, don't worry, darlings," the blue peacock adds, his eyes glinting with amusement.
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[personal profile] subtleserenity 2013-09-19 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
"The house?" Her brow furrows as she sits up, pulling herself off of Pink. It clicks together after a moment. The vines. Everyone going still. Not an enemy from without, but one within. Her eyes harden and she rises to her feet, brushing off the dead greenery that's in her hair before holding out a hand to help Pink to her feet.

"You two managed to keep clear of the vines or someone woke you up?" She has her doubts about their ability to evade anything.
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[personal profile] bloodand 2013-09-19 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, the redhead knows the answer to that, after running into the twins in the dream, but he can't exactly say so. He's muttering silently under his breath as he stands against the bookshelf behind him, eyeballing the vines that are still spread across the room. They're certainly less dangerous looking, wilted and not moving.
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[personal profile] peafowl 2013-09-20 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
"We got woken up," the pink peacock says. "Either of you seen the music box that's been running around? He did the honours."

She scowls as she says this, still grumpy at the memory of a guy kissing her. Her twin titters at her indignation.

"What's wrong with him, incidentally?" the blue peacock says, pointing at the redhead. "He's ... silent. Is he all right?"
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[personal profile] subtleserenity 2013-09-21 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
Brimstone looks over to Vinyl once more. He is extraordinarily quiet. "Can't say... he's a record player. Only musical person I've met."

Her expression turns to one of concern. "Can you speak?"