http://dontbea.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] dontbea.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] multiversallogs 2011-12-20 01:52 am (UTC)

/melts snow with amazing flamethrower

Nightmare indeed.

As soon as Shawn spotted the undead horse, he stopped. Next, there was a very ungraceful moment which included a high-pitched yelp and an almost impressive leap all the way back against the inn wall. The undeserved popsicle dropped from his hands and he would feel very strongly about this later. But for now he stared, wide-eyed, because there were details in dreams and there were details details. Like sinews. And... other things that should be covered by skin or pretty, fluffy fur.

After the first shock wore off he still stayed close to the wall, but his brow started furrowing slowly. "Okay, that is disgusting!" he announced loudly - and a little breathlessly - to himself.

Which he probably wouldn't have, had he been aware of the owner lurking nearby. You found real hero material here, Gabriel.

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