mc_mike: (I need a devil to help me get things)
mc_mike ([personal profile] mc_mike) wrote2006-08-14 03:16 am

Where's am I?

Escargots not so ruddy bad. Chococolate covered snails, now , therea some first rate pavemnts pizza, that.

Some generous tourists offfered to buy me drinks because they were dead choffed with my statueing skills. Turns I'm a brilloant statue. Made ,oi, fifty, sixty, twelve - bloody hell, where'd the soddding hell dis it go? Got into a statue off with someother bloke who thoght I was encroachng on his trrritoy. Didn't see his ruddy name on the bleedin gtaes outside Notre bloody Damn. Sod him.

Tony, Terry, I don't know wher the bloody fuk I am. isome sods are shouting at me and there's pictures of peolple starkers everywhere and shtie; somw of these peoples need some fucking clohtes. Tierd now, so I'm gonna stop here on the bench. I wreckoned

Now qhats a funny word?

No shit I don't remeber.

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/mike_corner_/ 2006-08-14 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
Lucky for Michael, he's not accompanying any bloody transvestite anywhere.

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/mike_corner_/ 2006-08-14 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
The police're out and I didn't want to sodding end up back in gaol, so I found a secluded alleyway and charmed myself sober. Nothing to worry about, yeah?

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_patil_padma/ 2006-08-14 06:18 am (UTC)(link)
...all right. Not worried. I know you can take care of yourself.

Are you able to find the other boys? I still think you should stick together.

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/mike_corner_/ 2006-08-14 06:47 am (UTC)(link)
They're at Pansy's flat and I've no ruddy clue where the hell I'm at or where the ruddy hell that is. There's some cafes back up where I reckon I was earlier, but I've to suss out some ruddy way to get back there. They'd these things like lifts in the Muggle buildings, except they went up the side of the hill at an angle. I think it takes dosh ... fuck.

Shite, I've lost my wallet. Fucking fantastic.

Private to Mike only

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_patil_padma/ 2006-08-14 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
You know... you can Apparate back to Bayhall. Just for tonight; just to gather your bearings and return. I... well, I can meet you there if you'd like. Or not, of course.

Was anything important in your wallet?

Private to Padma only

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/mike_corner_/ 2006-08-14 07:10 am (UTC)(link)
You'd meet me there? No joke? You don't know how bloody tempting that is, Padma. There's nothing I want more right now. Fuck. I can't do it though. I want to but if I do, there's no way in hell I'm going to be able to leave you all over again. I reckon I'll find something until Terry and Tony get off their fingers and answer my IO, unless they've found themselves in prison again.

Aside from my money? Yeah, could say there was. Bugger it all to hell.

Re: Private to Mike only

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_patil_padma/ 2006-08-14 12:46 pm (UTC)(link)
...I don't want to let you go either. But I do want you to have fun with your mates- if you still can. Mostly I want you to be safe. The offer's always open, Mikey, for whenever you may have need of it.

Oh Merlin. Is there any way to get the- police involved? I reckon not, I suppose.