The Park, Wednesday afternoon

[superartie]

Artie was out and about in the park with a butterfly net.

This might have something to do with those foul freaky feathered fiends, the ducks.

It also might have something to do with the fact that Mortimer, his buggy companion, is nowhere in sight.

It's Artie. Who knows, really?

[ooc: open for all your park/superhero needs]

Comments

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Huh. "Good to know. Thanks for the warning."

[superartie]

"No problem," Artie said cheerfully, slinging his butterfly net up on his shoulder.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

He was almost afraid to ask. "What's the net for?"

[superartie]

"Why, catching emo, of course!"

[ooc: with omg, thanks to oatmanspatient]

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"...Of course. Well, I think I'll let you get back to it then. I'm sure I'll see you around Artie."

[superartie]

"Indeed! Farewell, my little viking!"