(no subject)

[webbing]

You know, when everyone runs off to do the whole action hero explorer thing the castle always feels a lot more empty, and yet no matter how many people run off I still feel like I have over a hundred different roommates who won't take their feet off the coffee table, or take out the trash. The scary thing is, in this overly elaborate metaphor the maid service poisoned most of the people living here, so relying on them to take care of things isn't exactly remotely intelligent. Which leaves us to have to do our own things if we don't want to double over our toilets next time the castle gets fussy.

Which is all just an elaborate way to say I hate doing my own laundry.

[ And indeed that is where Peter is right now, fiddling with dials in the laundry room and really hoping he's getting the setting right. ]

Comments

[luthored]

That is a pretty elaborate way of putting it... And kind of sad, honestly.

[webbing]

Hi, I'm Peter Parker, welcome to my life.

[luthored]

The lazy kind?

[ A soft snort, but it's good-natured. In light of the crazies in the world, it's hard to judge someone harshly just for not wanting to do laundry... ]

Well, Peter Parker; I'm Lana Luthor, and I think my life has different priorities from yours. Yet I find myself empathizing.

[webbing]

Only when it comes to laundry. And look at that, a fellow alliterater. Always good to know I'm not alone with that. Should I ask what priorities, or do I keep my mouth shut?

[luthored]

When it comes to a girl's laundry? Probably better to keep your mouth shut.

[webbing]

I'm already zipping my mouth. You can't see it, but I did the zipping motion and everything.

[luthored]

Impressive, um, dedication.

[likethetragedy]

You don't normally do it? [Says the lady who only started doing her own in the past couple of years.]

[webbing]

Well when we had a ghost service willing to take care of it the option to toss it out on the ground was tempting. Way too tempting.

[likethetragedy]

I'm getting that. It's probably a good thing that changed.

[webbing]

Says you! I liked being lazy.

[likethetragedy]

Being lazy isn't good for you.

[webbing]

I might argue with that.

[the_effect_she_has]

At least we don't have to hunt our own food. [Or rather, Peter doesn't. Katniss is stringing her bow to do just that.]

[webbing]

And for that I'm forever thankful. I'm not much of a hunter. ... Actually, I've never tried hunting for food before, but I'm pretty sure just based on that fact alone I'm probably not much of a hunter.

[the_effect_she_has]

Where do we have to wash clothes around here? Do we need credit chits, or is there a stream?

[These are things she should know. Be completely familiar with her environment.]

[webbing]

Or washing machines, maybe?

[the_effect_she_has]

[There is a lengthy pause, before writing shows up, almost quizzical in nature.]

Uhm.

What's a washing machine?

[webbing]

[ Stopping for a minute himself, because he always seems to forget that people come from times before these sort of machines were invented. ]

Machines for washing clothing. Let me guess, you're from somewhere where these sort of devices haven't been invented yet?

[deterrence]

So elaborate I almost missed what you were intending to say. [heh]

Then again, is it even possible for the ghosts to poison laundry?

[webbing]

That was my intention all along! To be so elaborate that people didn't realize how whiney I was being.

Never heard about the old school English power games where poisoning dresses was one of the favorites?

[deterrence]

I ought applaud you for that. It was quite distracting.

But no, can't say I have.

[webbing]

Thanks, I try.

Yeah, well poisoning clothing isn't exactly a new thing.

[deterrence]

[unsure if she wants to know how he learned that...]

Explains why there's a laundry room for common use, I suppose. It'll discourage us from leaving washing to the ghosts.

[webbing]

[ Interesting conversations in history class. ]

It's pretty much shoving that in our faces now, isn't it?