Komui Lee

[white_beret]

I just want to apologise for my terrible behaviour last week. Sasha, especially to you, I was completely and utterly out of line.

Alma, would you like another toy? It's been far too long sine I did something for you.

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[harry_b_dresden]

[Harry's sitting on his bed]

Komui, I got a pound of coffee, some metal sheets and shit ton of perishable food that'll have officially perished in a matter of hours if I don't get an icebox built. You got welding equipment for me?

[white_beret]

[Komui's got a hard hat, an arm full of tools and a cafeteire in his pocket] Marry me.

[harry_b_dresden]

Pass on that, but thanks. [Harry grins]

you seem a good sight more cheerful than last week, at least.

[white_beret]

I suppose my dreams of being a blushing bride will have to wait.

I wasn't quite myself last week. Sorry for all the growling and accusations.

Heat up some water for me and I can get to work faster.

[harry_b_dresden]

You don't need to worry about that. I was a hundred times more of an idiot than you. I think we're all wishing last week hadn't happened. [He rubs the back of his neck]

I'll set it up, then. I'll have you know I traded a ruby for this coffee. A hell of an exchange rate.

[white_beret]

Coffee is more precious than any jewel!

[There's an eager knock of an elbow on Harry's door]

[harry_b_dresden]

Guess so. [He let's Komui in with a smile] So I've got some metal sheets from that junkyard that weren't too bad. I'm looking to make an icebox, and an oven... You have cutting tools as well as welders?

[white_beret]

Grab the cafeteire out of my pocket and make my breakfast. [Komui shoves jis tools on Harry's bed and picks up a large pair of metal cutters] Then you show me where you want it and I'll get it started.

[harry_b_dresden]

[Harry suppresses a sarcastic remark, taking one of the metal sheets and etching a series of circles matching the one the pot of bubbling water was on.]

Alright. I need a large box with a horizontal door, must be as airtight as possible, for the refridgerator, and a smaller one with this cooktop as the top segment, and a vertically opening door for the oven. Hope that's not too complex. [Harry takes a battered pan from his loot pile, and a couple of Easter eggs] Fried or scrambled?

[white_beret]

[Komui sets to work, the silliness falling off completely as he gets into the task, working efficiently. When Harry speaks he looks up and blinks]

Actual food? My, it's been forever since someone cooked for me. I'm fine with coffee if you want to save your supplies.]

[harry_b_dresden]

Komui, these were just on the floor, it's no big deal. [He looks at them.] must be Easter today. Didn't realize the facility recognized holidays.

[He sniffs one, and cracks it open.]

Looks alright, and it smells alright. These wouldn't keep anyway, even in the fridge. C'mon, let's split em.

[white_beret]

[Komui beams] Are you sure you don't want to marry me? You'd be the perfect house husband

[harry_b_dresden]

Well, maybe I've got my sights set on someone.... else....

[A dark, exaggeratedly devious look comes across Harry's features for a moment, but then he goes right back to bright and cheery.]

How's that coming along? I know the hinges I found don't match up, but it was the best I could do given that all I had to work with was a junkyard.

[white_beret]

[Komui whirls round, giving the most interested look while doing some more delicate work in his lap] Who? Who? When did this happen? I want all the exciting details!

[harry_b_dresden]

Hah! No, it's not like that, unfortunately. I'll spare you the punchline because I don't want to be responsible for a heart attack, but I was referring to how every single time our perceptions get screwed with the slightest bit you assume I'm after your sister.

Nope. Besides, ah... last week, which was.. unfortunate, I think things are.. pretty much nonexistant, here. [His smile fades a bit. He was kidding himself, he knew. He just wanted someone to distract him from what had happened with the last woman he'd dare let himself get close to.]

What about you, though? Got your sights set on some pretty lady? I'm surprised we're not fighting over that new red headed woman who dropped in a while ago, she's nearly in our height range.

[white_beret]

[Komui gives him a small smile and turns back to his work again]

There was someone here. We were together for almost a year and I was perfectly happy to keep that going for as long as we could, but... well, the Doctors have their little whims. Some people last longer than others before being terminated.

[And now it's welding time!]