Qom says:
faster with that report, just posting and posting... *shakes head*
farfar says:
hehe, Are ye spying at me, guv? *raises an eyebrow*
Qom says:
sure I am. What for am I after all?
farfar says:
*draws his sketches closer to himself, eyeing the guv*
Qom says:
*takes a small bag filled with gold, and opens it. Slowly, minute after minute of waiting, puts his hand inside and takes away a hadful of coins*
farfar says:
Aeiii!!
Qom says:
*counts something on fingers*
farfar says:
*scribes faster, ignoring the misspellings and overabuse of the letter T*
Qom says:
That'd be... 12 beers less...*
Qom says:
... so far ...
farfar says:
*scribes even faster, with simply to many T: s*
Qom says:
*calls a guard and orders him to not allow Farfar exit the room before he finishes the job*
farfar says:
*sighs*
Qom says:
*opens a bottle of wonderfully cold ale and walks away*
farfar says:
*looks at his right hand, looking red after the friction of the feather pen*
farfar says:
*following the opened ale, with interest, quietly cursing the guvs name*
farfar says:
There, I´m finished! *yelled fast and loud*
Qom says:
One of the best reports I've seen for a long time
Qom says:
*thumbs up*
farfar says:
Bwahaha! Quoted!
Never underestimate the power of stress for a cold beer
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