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sirenspull_logs2012-09-17 11:11 pm
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What Papa doesn't know...
Who: Damon Gant & Franziska von Karma
When: Backdated to the 2nd.
Where: Von Karma's penthouse.
Summary: After Franny's little adventure in the caves, she's been barred from using her NV. Gant, taking pity on the little whipper-snapper's plight, decides to show her a little loophole in the system.
Warnings: Rated G for GANT.
It was a rather fortunately thing he wasn't around for the perfect fallout that left the Karma residence in an over-tensioned atmosphere that could snap a violin string. Gant had a knock for ducking out just in time before Manfred could blow his top over whatever inanities had gone wrong in their mismatched house-hold. Yet after the dust settled from Franzika's broken protocol, the old gent took it upon himself to try put the communication back in her near excommunication.
"And Hooow's our Little Miss Peerless Princess doing?"
There was hardly a knock at her bedroom door before he stepped his way in with his sing-song voice, holding a tray of 3 'o clock goodies. It was tea-time after all! Annnd since daddy was out on business as per usual, it was just the two of them when he entered the penthouse on the rare occasion during the daytime. For such a busy-mizzy sociable sort, Gant was rather scarce around the house, coming in late and leaving early while everyone was still getting their immaculate 8 hours of beddy-bye. He wouldn't be surprised if he jumped the poor thing out of her skin, but that was likely his whole idea from the start.
Someone around here had to ruffle the rufflies!
When: Backdated to the 2nd.
Where: Von Karma's penthouse.
Summary: After Franny's little adventure in the caves, she's been barred from using her NV. Gant, taking pity on the little whipper-snapper's plight, decides to show her a little loophole in the system.
Warnings: Rated G for GANT.
It was a rather fortunately thing he wasn't around for the perfect fallout that left the Karma residence in an over-tensioned atmosphere that could snap a violin string. Gant had a knock for ducking out just in time before Manfred could blow his top over whatever inanities had gone wrong in their mismatched house-hold. Yet after the dust settled from Franzika's broken protocol, the old gent took it upon himself to try put the communication back in her near excommunication.
"And Hooow's our Little Miss Peerless Princess doing?"
There was hardly a knock at her bedroom door before he stepped his way in with his sing-song voice, holding a tray of 3 'o clock goodies. It was tea-time after all! Annnd since daddy was out on business as per usual, it was just the two of them when he entered the penthouse on the rare occasion during the daytime. For such a busy-mizzy sociable sort, Gant was rather scarce around the house, coming in late and leaving early while everyone was still getting their immaculate 8 hours of beddy-bye. He wouldn't be surprised if he jumped the poor thing out of her skin, but that was likely his whole idea from the start.
Someone around here had to ruffle the rufflies!