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Hannibal's house, Wednesday
Jan. 21st, 2015 02:30 pmHannibal heard the first thud against the wall as he was finishing his coffee.
He went to look out the window, and saw a number of...flying eels with scuba gear on? He watched them for a few minutes, until one of them decided the flamingos on his lawn looked tasty. It got away, leaving a scattering of feathers on the ground and shrieking almost as loudly (though not nearly as shrilly) as the eel.
Hannibal sighed and went to get his rifle.
"This was not the argument about fish I was hoping to have today."
[OOC: Open post!]
He went to look out the window, and saw a number of...flying eels with scuba gear on? He watched them for a few minutes, until one of them decided the flamingos on his lawn looked tasty. It got away, leaving a scattering of feathers on the ground and shrieking almost as loudly (though not nearly as shrilly) as the eel.
Hannibal sighed and went to get his rifle.
"This was not the argument about fish I was hoping to have today."
[OOC: Open post!]
