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[tinkerfae.livejournal.com]

[Seems to have misplaced her keys]

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[fooloftheforth.livejournal.com]

Looking for something?

[tinkerfae.livejournal.com]

[Answers distractedly as she's half-buried in the couch]

Keys..

[fooloftheforth.livejournal.com]

[Just stands there, the keys in question dangling from one finger.]

[tinkerfae.livejournal.com]

[Hears the jingling and pokes her head up] He-e-e-y..

[fooloftheforth.livejournal.com]

These keys?

[effyoucmpnyman.livejournal.com]

*He's standing in the doorway and just.. watching. Because that is really amusing, and he should help but, you know, he's just being amused and watching right now*

[tinkerfae.livejournal.com]

[Is half in the couch, arm buried to her shoulder as she feels around in the vacuous darkness] Stupid slippery friggin' keys.. They need a bloody GPS system..

[effyoucmpnyman.livejournal.com]

Do you um, need some help, Jinx? *Omg. Do not laugh at the pixie half-buried in the couch.*

[tinkerfae.livejournal.com]

Eeep! [Slides further in the couch, turning around and poking her head out at him] Dammit, Jake.. warn a girl..

[Wriggles out of the couch, pulling at the arm for leverage] Ack! Death by couch..

[caughtnreleased.livejournal.com]

You've looked right at them twice now...

[tinkerfae.livejournal.com]

[Twitches nose] Well.. that doesn't help me actually find them.

[caughtnreleased.livejournal.com]

Probably not, no.

[ Members of the Unseelie Court aren't exactly known to be helpful. ]

[tinkerfae.livejournal.com]

[She's well aware of that, since her father's Unseelie, but still... She bites back the urge to stick her tongue out and goes back to looking for her keys, trying places she's already looked]

[fooloftheforth.livejournal.com]

Looking for something?

[tinkerfae.livejournal.com]

[Answers distractedly as she's half-buried in the couch]

Keys..

[fooloftheforth.livejournal.com]

[Just stands there, the keys in question dangling from one finger.]

[tinkerfae.livejournal.com]

[Hears the jingling and pokes her head up] He-e-e-y..

[effyoucmpnyman.livejournal.com]

*He's standing in the doorway and just.. watching. Because that is really amusing, and he should help but, you know, he's just being amused and watching right now*

[tinkerfae.livejournal.com]

[Is half in the couch, arm buried to her shoulder as she feels around in the vacuous darkness] Stupid slippery friggin' keys.. They need a bloody GPS system..

[effyoucmpnyman.livejournal.com]

Do you um, need some help, Jinx? *Omg. Do not laugh at the pixie half-buried in the couch.*

[tinkerfae.livejournal.com]

Eeep! [Slides further in the couch, turning around and poking her head out at him] Dammit, Jake.. warn a girl..

[Wriggles out of the couch, pulling at the arm for leverage] Ack! Death by couch..

[caughtnreleased.livejournal.com]

You've looked right at them twice now...

[tinkerfae.livejournal.com]

[Twitches nose] Well.. that doesn't help me actually find them.

[caughtnreleased.livejournal.com]

Probably not, no.

[ Members of the Unseelie Court aren't exactly known to be helpful. ]

[tinkerfae.livejournal.com]

[She's well aware of that, since her father's Unseelie, but still... She bites back the urge to stick her tongue out and goes back to looking for her keys, trying places she's already looked]