[Peter sounds bone-freaking-tired, and if you detect a hint of self-loathing in his voice? Well, you win the Kewpie doll and the lifetime supply of turtle wax.]
Dr. Meredith Grey is dead. [A beat to let that sink in.] So unless somebody else is medically trained and hasn't said anything, that leaves the barracks with just the one doctor. If I'm
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[Alec swears he listened to the whole thing. He just has priorities]
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...Not exactly my main point here, but. For the time being, yeah.
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I have basic field medic training. And I'll be at the meeting.
[see? he was listening.]
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Look forward to seeing you there. ...How've you been? Haven't heard that much from you since you decided on the medieval route.
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[a beat]
Can we talk about how you got a giant metal tiger now? Because really -- that's not something you can just throw out there and not expect people to ask questions.
[he waited a full ... two minutes. you gotta give him a little bit of credit.]
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[Sorry, Alec, your credit is denied. Like, forever denial. Like the president of the A/V club asking the head cheerleader to prom, denied. And let's see how long Peter can go without actually saying what happened. Taking bets now, ladies and gents.]
Sorry, but funnily enough that particular subject isn't on the agenda for today. Maybe another time. [How's never for you? Peter likes the sound of never, and he's wide open for then.]
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Can I see it?
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Give me a minute. [He tries to turn around to get a decent shot, but it's somewhat complicated by the cat moving to try and follow Peter as he moves a couple of feet. There's much exasperated sighing until Peter barks:] God, could you just stay still for five seconds? STAY. Stay.
[And there you go, Alec. It stares at Peter behind the comm for a minute before leaning in to sniff at the device.]
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That's ... so cool.
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Yeah. And a giant pain in the ass.
[There is a sad, sad metallic whine that can be heard, cuing a facepalm from Peter.] Shut up, and sit back down. [Which the tiger apparently takes to mean 'PLEASE COME OVER HERE BEHIND ME AND DO A COUCH IMPERSONATION'.
There are no words for Peter's face. Epic lineface doesn't even come close.]
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This is a cat. They never do what you want them to do.
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[...Hey. Hey, Peter. Guess who's headbutting your hand. Go on, guess. Someone wants attention. It'd be adorable if not for the giant freaking fangs that are going with that headbutting.]
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I think he'll grow on you.
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But, y'know. Glad to see you're enjoying yourself with this. That just makes everything else freaking peachy.
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Face it, if this happened to someone else, you'd find it just as funny.
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Yeah. More fun than a whole barrel of monkeys.
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