A black and yellow rugby ball with Hurricanes written on it comes from the rafters and straight into Ethan's stomach. Giggling might be heard from above somewhere.
That will be where instinct and training take over.
Ethan moves for the door, slamming it shut and blinking. It looked like something-
Well, like something Jerry would come up with.
".........Identify yourself."
He sounds almost like a robot himself before he collects his thoughts and points, trying to sound authoritative, at the bird, "...You. Identify yourself."
That will make him scramble more, hand going for a firearm that promptly is dropped on the floor. The last time he fired one of those he was at the fucking academy.
Get a grip!
Ethan, staring at her, starts to breath evenly.
Get a grip. Get a grip...You're acting like Jerry
He swallows, "Because this is technically a secure and classified area." That has turned into a bar. Bowman must be behind this. "...You shouldn't be here."
There's a nervous laugh coming from the Air Force Officer, "...Not when You're on a floor that doesn't exist in the pentagon dealing with people who just appeared out of nowhere."
There's a pause, "...Bar at the end of the Universe?"
Nothing is that beautiful. Not even Aria, glowing gold in the muted light beneath the water.
He does what anyone in his situation should do. Loosing his balance before pulling what his father would call "A Jerry" and falling flat on his back still staring at the window.
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And there is a voice.
Beautiful, melodious.
"LT. SHAW. Are you well?"
It's so loud it has to be coming from a speaker of some sort. Ethan glances over his shoulder, ignoring it and looking for the rugby ball.
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Ethan moves for the door, slamming it shut and blinking. It looked like something-
Well, like something Jerry would come up with.
".........Identify yourself."
He sounds almost like a robot himself before he collects his thoughts and points, trying to sound authoritative, at the bird, "...You. Identify yourself."
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"Why should I?"
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Get a grip!
Ethan, staring at her, starts to breath evenly.
Get a grip. Get a grip...You're acting like Jerry
He swallows, "Because this is technically a secure and classified area." That has turned into a bar. Bowman must be behind this. "...You shouldn't be here."
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She won't pick it up though, too much iron in it,
"And I can be wherever I want to be."
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Ethan swallows, "It's what and a what now?" He moves almost spiderlike-afraid she'd do the flippy-transforming thing again.
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"Milliways Bar, at the End of the Universe."
Tiwa doesn't follow him just gives him a headtilt,
"You need to relax."
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There's a pause, "...Bar at the end of the Universe?"
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"I'm not lying, does the penta place have a window like that?"
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And he turns and he sees it.
Nothing is that beautiful. Not even Aria, glowing gold in the muted light beneath the water.
He does what anyone in his situation should do. Loosing his balance before pulling what his father would call "A Jerry" and falling flat on his back still staring at the window.
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"Its really shiny."
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"...Sparkling?"
Long pause, "...Like Wine?" He shouldn't drink. He's still on duty. right? I mean, it's-
He might be hanging back.
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