IC OVERFLOW AND MISC.

[babermetrics]

For those little captcha occasions, or whatever other random IC stuff I want to do in a journal rather than elsewhere.

Comments

[psycholawgy]

I dunno, I just think it's troublesome.

I mean, what if it gets stuck between elevator doors and you're inside? That's got to hurt!

[ why is her imagination so insane? ]

[babermetrics]

[HE IS WONDERING EXACTLY THAT.]

What the hell . . . are you crazy? What about your hair? It's so long! I bet if you and me walked into a hundred elevators together, your hair would get stuck in the door way before it ever closed on my beard!

[This is the weirdest conversation to be having in a closet while hiding from alien nurses with syringes ever, and that situation was already weird enough.

On the other hand, Leon's hiccups are starting to wear off; it's been almost twenty minutes now, and they're coming few and far between. He's too caught up in the conversation to notice that just yet.]

[psycholawgy]

Objection!

My hair would never betray me. How dare you even insinuate such an idea!

[ her hair is precious, okay... ]

[babermetrics]

What makes you think my goatee would betray me--forget it, it's hair, it can't betray you! This is stupid!

[How did he get caught up in this?!

And how did he get so caught up in it that his voice is loud enough to attract attention from outside? Which it has; the thump of passing footsteps pauses outside the closet door riiiight after he bursts out with that.]

[psycholawgy]

[ yeah, she definitely hears that, and she takes a step behind leon. her hands on his shoulders, she quietly says- ]

Something's coming.

[babermetrics]

Yeah. Shit . . .

[His voice lowers automatically, now. Shit, why had he done that? That was so stupid! He starts to back them up, slowly, step by step, and stretches an arm out as if to shield Athena from whatever might burst in.

Like she couldn't totally kick his ass.]

[psycholawgy]

[ she whispers as quietly as possible— ] We should just keep quiet. Maybe it won't notice us.

[babermetrics]

[He just nods, giving her a look in the dark; it's hard to see like this, but he's frozen and wide-eyed, trying to keep his eyes on Athena and the door at the same time. It works about as well as you'd expect.

Those are definitely footsteps scuffling around outside.]