I am cold against your skin, you are perfectly reflected [forward-dated to Thurs]
[OOC: Pretend this totally happens Thursday; I just won't be around during the day tomorrow so I figured I'd throw it up here now. :)]
The Crown Fountain is one of the few things about the weird amalgamation that is Grant and Millenium Park that hasn't been destroyed, by some miracle. It's still there, the extra-large faces still spitting out ( Read more... )
The Crown Fountain is one of the few things about the weird amalgamation that is Grant and Millenium Park that hasn't been destroyed, by some miracle. It's still there, the extra-large faces still spitting out ( Read more... )
...it might be worth wondering where he got an entire bin of Lego Robotics parts, but the answer is probably just "Lynn's." He's pretty sure most of them don't work. He's also pretty sure he can make them.
Have an unsuspecting J, Huck.
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Instead, she gets herself into position as best she can, spitting the nut into her hands and making a face. (Nuts of the nondelicious variety taste even worse than the delicious variety, for the record.) But then she reaches one squirrely arm through the vent, takes aim, and throws the nut as hard as she can at J's head.
And then retracts said arm as quickly as possible and tries to stifle giggles as best she can. This is the best game, if she's gotta be a squirrel.
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J whips around so fast you'd think someone had been shot, scanning the room and the door and - when those turn up no one - the room again, and the wall and ceiling. Okay; door, possible; there are a couple of vents in the room, also possible; and wasn't Sark able to turn invisible at some point in time? Not that he thinks Sark has come back from his long period of having disappeared only to throw things at the back of J's head, but J considers throwing a handful of lego parts through the air to see if they meet any resistance anyway.
On balance, though, he decides just to make a probably-wrong assumption and see if anyone corrects him. It's the most expedient option half the time anyway.
"Owen," he pronounces. "If you're really hurting to shoot me again, I'm fairly sure you could come to an arrangement with my guardian angel."
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Until J started accusing the open air of attacking him, and the name he called the air wasn't her.
So have a bunch of giggles from the vent above your head, J. And a pair of beady eyes.
"I ain't Owen'n'I already gotta 'rangement," she says, twitching her tail at him. "I get t'shootcha if you tell annaone 'bout this form."
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He starts with the staring as soon as he's honed in, his expression flickering through surprise, recognition, happiness (it's been rather a long time since he's seen her), bemusement, to finally come to rest and a slightly incredulous O RLY?
"...I feel like I've been missing something," he says, tilting his head up at her. "Though, you know, I'm pretty sure your second form beats mine for usefulness by about a mile. How-?"
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Then she picks up the other nut, and tosses it through the vent. Because she can.
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"Ghost?" he asks. He... really hopes it's a ghost and not some kind of horrible wall monster. "Freaky, but harmless. And at least you can climb things and sneak around unseen. I get to be a dog or-"
He pauses. Considers. Considers that Mac probably told her anyway.
"-a dolphin. There's not much to do in Chicago if you're a dolphin. You just kinda flop around on the floor and wait for people to dump water on you."
Yeah, he's not gone back into dolphin form since the plagues, and he doesn't much intend to.
"I didn't know you could talk in form," he says.
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