first lesson;

[justpouncing.livejournal.com]

[ Dictated; after the sounds of things crashing and breaking are done with... ]

Wh—what's going on?! Timon?! Pumbaa! Where are you guys?

[ There are even more sounds now, little paws scrambling about, things being knocked over, claws scratching at the walls, windows, and door. ]

This isn't funny, you guys! Where did you put me? Let me out of here! Is this some sort of test?! I thought we were friends already! ...Oh wait, then does that mean I'm failing? I'm not supposed to panic, right?

Okay, okay! Hakuna Matata! I'm fine. Keep me in here as long as you want, I'll definitely pass! [ A beat, then more quietly. ] I wonder if there's any food in here... This is a really weird looking cave.

[ ooc; Lion cub in the lobby, if you wanna run into him! Dictated as well. It's not like he can open doors... ]

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[itwas-raining.livejournal.com]

[Now comes the time when she feels like she should say something. Manners, you know? Julia is, if anything, quietly polite. Even through the weirdest, most awkward situations.

It's with that tone that she speaks up a moment later.]

It wasn't intentional.

[... Wait. Now it's time for a reality check. Is she really still talking to a lion?]

[justpouncing.livejournal.com]

[ Shifting his tail back and forth experimentally, he pulls himself up on the armrest to sit. He's suffered worse injuries, but that really hurt! ]

Well your feet are shaped funny... I couldn't walk like that! Even monkeys have flat feet.

What's your name?