Common Room: Short and Sweet

by **Jean-Louise Murphy** » Sun Oct 26, 2014 2:48 pm

"Owies," Murphy says, rubbing her head. "And I have no idea what you're talking about."

She sticks her tongue out at Jennifer.

by **Jennifer Newgate** » Sun Oct 26, 2014 2:57 pm

Jennifer just winks and taps her temple a couple times.

by **Jean-Louise Murphy** » Sun Oct 26, 2014 4:23 pm

..I know you can hear me.

And that's when Murphy started singing "The Song That Never Ends" in her head. Loudly.

by **Jennifer Newgate** » Sun Oct 26, 2014 5:05 pm

"You are killing me, Murph. Literally, I think this is going to murder my brain."

by **Jean-Louise Murphy** » Sun Oct 26, 2014 5:19 pm

"Yes!" Murphy laughs, "I win!"

She swerves dangerously around another car.

"I think we're almost there?"

by **Jennifer Newgate** » Sun Oct 26, 2014 5:21 pm

"Yeah." she says, glancing down at her phone to double-check. "I think it's the one over there." she adds, pointing down the road and at a driveway leading to what looks like an old farmhouse converted into a residential building.

by **Jean-Louise Murphy** » Sun Oct 26, 2014 5:22 pm

"Creepy," Murphy says. pulling into the driveway. "Do you think they hide the bodies in the loft?"

by **Jennifer Newgate** » Sun Oct 26, 2014 5:24 pm

"Probably. Smells too much if you stuff them in the basement."

by **Jean-Louise Murphy** » Sun Oct 26, 2014 5:32 pm

Murphy giggles, "That would be pretty gross, huh."

by **Jennifer Newgate** » Sun Oct 26, 2014 5:38 pm

"Only if you dislike the smell of bloated, rotting corpses."

by **Jean-Louise Murphy** » Sun Oct 26, 2014 5:41 pm

"They're certainly not my favorites," Murphy says.

by **Jennifer Newgate** » Sun Oct 26, 2014 5:43 pm

"It's a dead give-away though, so that's good for us."

by **Jean-Louise Murphy** » Sun Oct 26, 2014 5:56 pm

Murphy bursts out into a fit of giggles, "Right? I mean, we would have them DEAD to rights!"

Murphy continues to laugh extremely hard. Apparently, she enjoys puns.

by **Jennifer Newgate** » Sun Oct 26, 2014 5:57 pm

"I hate you." she says, trying hard not to let Murphy's laughter be infectious.

by **Jean-Louise Murphy** » Sun Oct 26, 2014 6:04 pm

"Am I DEAD to you?" Murphy asks, barely able to keep a straight face.

by **Jennifer Newgate** » Sun Oct 26, 2014 6:08 pm

"I wish..." she snerks.

by **Jean-Louise Murphy** » Sun Oct 26, 2014 7:06 pm

"Okay. Don't worry, I'll be serious. Very serious," Murphy says.

"DEAD serious!"

Yeah, that was totally a surprise. Good one, Murphy.

by **Jennifer Newgate** » Sun Oct 26, 2014 7:14 pm

"You are literally the worst. There's a dictionary in the back somewhere and under 'worst' it just says 'Did you mean Jean-Louise Murphy?'."

by **Jean-Louise Murphy** » Mon Oct 27, 2014 12:15 am

"I think you might be dead on," Murphy says, getting out of the van.

by **Jennifer Newgate** » Mon Oct 27, 2014 9:07 am

"You're killing me, Murph." she says as she climbs out of the van as well.

by **Jean-Louise Murphy** » Mon Oct 27, 2014 7:32 pm

Murphy laughs like a mad genius. A short adorable mad genius.

by **Jennifer Newgate** » Mon Oct 27, 2014 7:42 pm

"Come on, let's get murdered." she says and heads for the house.

Needless to say that they don't get murdered but instead find a young family renovating the place and soon they find themselves with an old corner couch, a coffee table and a box with a possibly broken water heater and a microwave that's missing it's door.

"You know... Come to think of it, we probably should have dumped out some of the books before we left." Jennifer notes as she looks over their haul next to the van.

by **Jean-Louise Murphy** » Mon Oct 27, 2014 7:50 pm

"Maybe we could tie some stuff to the top? Or call Paul?" Murphy suggests.

by **Jennifer Newgate** » Mon Oct 27, 2014 7:53 pm

"Oh! Yeah, that's an excellent idea, actually." she says, pulling out her phone and dialing Paul's number.

by **Jean-Louise Murphy** » Mon Oct 27, 2014 8:04 pm

"Oh, ooo! Or we could tie Paul to the top!"

by **Jennifer Newgate** » Mon Oct 27, 2014 8:29 pm

Jennifer narrows her eyes at Murphy while the phone rings.

by **Paul Valmont** » Mon Oct 27, 2014 8:43 pm

Paul answered after a few rings. "Hello?" he asked, sounding a little confused. Who had his number?

by **Jennifer Newgate** » Mon Oct 27, 2014 8:47 pm

"Hey, this is Jen."

by **Paul Valmont** » Mon Oct 27, 2014 8:53 pm

"Oh! Uh, hi. What's up?" This is weird...

by **Jennifer Newgate** » Mon Oct 27, 2014 8:56 pm

"Hey, Murph and I need your help moving a bunch of stuff to the secret room."

by **Paul Valmont** » Mon Oct 27, 2014 8:58 pm

"Oh, sure," he said. "Yeah, just give me a minute. Where are you?"

by **Jean-Louise Murphy** » Mon Oct 27, 2014 9:02 pm

"We're next to the van!" Murphy shouts.

by **Paul Valmont** » Mon Oct 27, 2014 9:22 pm

"...Okay, and where's the van?" Paul asked, glancing out the window.

by **Jennifer Newgate** » Mon Oct 27, 2014 10:00 pm

"Langpole... no... Mayford? Maypole. Maypole Road just outside town."

by **Paul Valmont** » Mon Oct 27, 2014 10:01 pm

"Wait, what? Ah geez... Can you give me an address?" Should have known this wouldn't be easy.

by **Jennifer Newgate** » Mon Oct 27, 2014 10:04 pm

"It's 39." she says, smart enough to look over to the house and check the number on it. "39 Maypole Road."

by **Paul Valmont** » Mon Oct 27, 2014 10:12 pm

"39... 39..." he muttered, googling the address. "All right. Going to be a minute, I don't know that place."

He shook his head and threw a portal up to go to the front gate. Two more portals took him a good ways down the road before he stopped and checked his phone for the direction.

by **Jennifer Newgate** » Mon Oct 27, 2014 10:24 pm

"North side of town, I think. We drove through downtown to get here. When there's mostly farms and stuff you're in the right area."

by **Jean-Louise Murphy** » Mon Oct 27, 2014 10:37 pm

"If you see a cow, you've gone too far," Murphy says "helpfully".

by **Paul Valmont** » Tue Oct 28, 2014 2:13 am

"Got it," he said, half-truthfully. He started portal jumping, throwing the exit portal up as far ahead as he could see each time, and finally (after overshooting it once in each direction) found the right street. He started jumping down the road, noticed the addresses going in the wrong direction, turned around, and started heading toward number 39. Where he found the girls (as stated) next to a van. "There," he said, a little winded. "Wasn't as bad as I thought."

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