Phoenix Rising

OOC- right, noones posted for a while so im lost to whats going on
INSIDE te phoenix, apart from using dean for a quick laff. Anyway,
heres a post thats smaller than tat of things to do in Milton Keynes.
Where: Phoenix, Dean
Keats had nodded off, his hip flask was in the only place Phil
wouldnt go, this however risked attracting the old 'Is that a *insert
item* in your pocket or are you just pleased to see me' After a few
minutes a loud burst of laughter stirred him, he loked to his left,
Jack had left his shoulder.. He stood up and withdrew the 'Quicky'
and gave it a quick wipe on his flight trousers before putting it
back onto his hip. 'Hey Keatsy!' Jack was in asuprising good mood,
and, aha, 'full' size. 'uhhhhh, hey Mr. F...' there was a slow sound
of a sharp metal object being drawn from a protective case. 'umm, hey
Jack... JUST Jack...' The metal sound reversed. 'So whats doing.. and
cover yourself up...' Jack looked down at himself, the worms stomach
acid had corroded most of his clothing, luckily his skin seemed to
have some sort o natrual resistance... 'Well, we got Dean moving
under our control' Keats smiled 'But except that not much is
happening'
Keats walked forward slighty 'Hey guys, can we move ourselves AS WELL
as Dean at the same time..'
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Sorry dudes, but no-ones posted for a bit, hope this waxes your
grease pens and gets you writing.