Pan Community Board

Cracking one bloodshot eye Big Ben looked through long blonde tresses. Up close were some silky smooth thighs through which he could see beyond one of the curtains not quite closed. Allowing damnable morning light to shine through. Laying on his right side the clues told him that long blonde haired Pam was hugged to his back while Dawn sprawled in front of him. Ben well used to waking up with this pair of Poppinfresh's secretaries when the band was on the road.

Even his steely calm couldn't avoid the annoyance of the light dancing across the room. So doing his best to snap his British stiff upper lip into place Ben crawled from the warmth of the bed. Getting the curtain fixed while the birds got snuggle with each other. Stumbling into the bath, he took the time to wash up a bit. Looking in the mirror at the person more properly called Benjamin Jones Otley, the 13th Earl of Wickham and Sheriff of Rendlesham Forest he figured this royal crap and rock star junk didn't like each other. “$@#%.” Frowned at the sudden pixilation over his lips and grating metallic boop over the soundtrack.

The band and crew had been on the road long enough that Ben didn't think twice about wandering out of their bedroom naked. His only concession to the rather large censoring blob flashing 'Pants!!!' repeated like four times below his waist was a slight roll of eyes. Ignoring the groupies or whoever was laid out across the furniture and floor of the living room of their suite Ben went in search of coffee or water or booze. Really anything for the dry mouth and lingering tastes of [oh no,no, no! Not on PH side!]. Had stepped over the neon furred form careful of the tail before thinking about it after spotting a coffee pot on a table. Able to use some bottled water and the horrible packaged coffee packet to get the pot working without his head in fact exploding from the hangover he didn't admit having. They had a show to do tonight so Ben figured that at twenty to noon it was time to start getting ready.

He turned to lean against the table while drinking off the rest of the bottle of water. A bit surprised at both the quickness of the creature and that her head had suddenly found its way between his feet. Raised one eyebrow as the catgirl gave him a smile full of fangs as she darted back to look up from between his feet once more. Ben thought that scar across her metallic blue face really spoiled her cuteness factor. That and the rather sharp looking fangs. And as paws reached up the sharp claws. In a measured voice he stopped her reach and licking of lips. “Already spoken for by two very jealous girls I'm afraid Miss Kafluie.”

The smile disappeared but the fangs and claws didn't. Then she remembered the tall dark skinny one that had played with her and her twin Kaboomi last night. Not as impressive as this monkeyboy, but good enough. She gave him a grin and last leer. Then sprang up to romp back to the bedrooms to find her sister and their new friend.

Wondering what other daft things the day might bring Big (not because he's tall) Ben slowly shook his head. The water and some xxxxx he spotted by a chair easing his headache quite nicely by the time the coffee finished. Grabbing up three mugs he took the pot back to welcome Pam and Dawn to another day of rock star excess.