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Hannibal's house, Thursday
Feb. 12th, 2015 03:52 pmHannibal had stayed up late last night, and only gotten to bed in the early morning. He was woken only a few hours later by the sudden cessation of all the little noises a house's appliances made. He made a quick mental check of things, listened to the weather, and was ready to go back to sleep when he found himself blinking in the light of a fireplace that hadn't been there a moment before.
He frowned at it and got up to look it over. It seemed normal in every respect except for the fact that it shouldn't be there.
Beethoven jumped down off the bed, came over to sniff and poke at the thing, then jumped up on the hearth, turned around, curled up, and went back to sleep.
Hannibal sighed and went down to make breakfast. "I have gas heating, you know," he told the air.
[OOC: Open post if anyone wants to drop by! Come on, somebody had to have gas heat!]
He frowned at it and got up to look it over. It seemed normal in every respect except for the fact that it shouldn't be there.
Beethoven jumped down off the bed, came over to sniff and poke at the thing, then jumped up on the hearth, turned around, curled up, and went back to sleep.
Hannibal sighed and went down to make breakfast. "I have gas heating, you know," he told the air.
[OOC: Open post if anyone wants to drop by! Come on, somebody had to have gas heat!]
