...But that doesn't make much sense. How-- *can't figure out how to even form the question, so he shakes his head and tries to set it aside to be figured out later. He goes to pull out a knife from the stand on the counter... the kid'd come over for a reason, after all.
It's right back here. *leading to the back door*
*the back yard is pretty big... and it's a good thing, because there's a huge shark lying in it, dragged in somehow... and the pieces for his makeshift cart are over beside the shed, disassembled for the time being. The shark's gashed up, and burnt all over, some spots more than others. While it's easy to see that it's dead, it's not as easy to tell what Harley managed to do that to it with.*
*and the malamute is tugging at part of its skin that's hanging there, trying to pull off something to chew on.*
Noireau... *a sigh, but he steps over and just cuts the scrap of it off for her, and she happily curls up with it, licking at it and gnawing at it*
Okay. So... I think this part's probably cooked well enough... how about you? *pointing to one of the seared pieces with a big cut through it*
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I've seen another thread, is all, so I kinda figured... hehe
Date: 2010-08-02 01:32 am (UTC)It's right back here. *leading to the back door*
*the back yard is pretty big... and it's a good thing, because there's a huge shark lying in it, dragged in somehow... and the pieces for his makeshift cart are over beside the shed, disassembled for the time being. The shark's gashed up, and burnt all over, some spots more than others. While it's easy to see that it's dead, it's not as easy to tell what Harley managed to do that to it with.*
*and the malamute is tugging at part of its skin that's hanging there, trying to pull off something to chew on.*
Noireau... *a sigh, but he steps over and just cuts the scrap of it off for her, and she happily curls up with it, licking at it and gnawing at it*
Okay. So... I think this part's probably cooked well enough... how about you? *pointing to one of the seared pieces with a big cut through it*