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Feb 02, 2010 20:20

There's a static-laden video feed incoming on your devices, if you care to pick up, like suddenly it's devolved into a radio. Only if you're in the mood to pay attention, of course, because nothing's allowed to work sanely in this situation ( Read more... )

with: penelope garcia, with: henri ducard, why: uninvaded sleep, what: reaching out, with: julian pryor, where: nowhere good, what: can you hear me now, with: claire bennet

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diamondgreen February 3 2010, 04:27:02 UTC
"Major Tom? Major Tom, come in?"

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obscuronoctis February 3 2010, 04:30:57 UTC
"--Julian?" A beat, then, further away. "See."

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diamondgreen February 3 2010, 04:43:25 UTC
"Your phone seems to be a little bit broken - I'd get that fixed, personally." Julian is, as is his wont, slacking off in his apartment waiting for the sun to go down.

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obscuronoctis February 3 2010, 04:45:20 UTC
"I'm--" whatever he says next is obscured in static.

"-twenty-nine, does--" "Boston," "--mean anything to you?"

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justanagent February 3 2010, 04:53:16 UTC
You are being hijacked right now, Julian.

"-'re you an -" static "- IT'S A -" more static " -dea and stupid."

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obscuronoctis February 3 2010, 04:54:41 UTC
("OW.")

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diamondgreen February 3 2010, 04:58:24 UTC
"--did your girlfriend spill something on it, Tom."

Your challenge, Bruce: getting Julian to take something seriously for two entire minutes.

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obscuronoctis February 3 2010, 05:02:35 UTC
There's the sound of bickering in the background, and then:

"1929, Boston area, atmospheric phenomenon, Google it for me." He's using his authoritarian voice, surely that must count for something.

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diamondgreen February 3 2010, 05:18:45 UTC
"Orders, now?" Julian laughs, throatily, which...if that's actually his girlfriend that would be awesome, Julian, you hideous human being.

"Let's see - I'm getting 'fuck' and 'all', what do you want specifically?"

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obscuronoctis February 3 2010, 05:39:22 UTC
She is not, you horrid creature.

"Yes--" since he's responding, and all. "Same thing, try cults instead of weather."

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diamondgreen February 3 2010, 06:30:00 UTC
"...did...Saint Patrick break your phone? Because that's all I'm getting on Google about Boston cults. I might be the wrong universe for this--no, fuck it, I'm not, my universe gets the weirdest things." This is pretty close to true, as a matter of fact.

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obscuronoctis February 3 2010, 07:02:26 UTC
"That's where we are, Julian." More static, if he say anything else it's obscured.

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diamondgreen February 4 2010, 01:28:01 UTC
Julian is quiet for a moment or so, clearly thinking of the serious implications of this, particularly in conjunction with Bruce's static filled and broken transmission--

He starts laughing so hard it's possible it actually hurts a little.

"You're--are you wearing a pinstripe suit? Joining the mafia? Oh, Jesus, tell me more."

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obscuronoctis February 4 2010, 01:33:35 UTC
"--ignoring you now--" Static.

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diamondgreen February 4 2010, 02:14:28 UTC
"Oh, you are not--I'm sorry, come on, that's funny." Kind of.

"Look - what's wrong? Molasses breaking loose?" A beat. "Really. If I can help...?"

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obscuronoctis February 4 2010, 02:26:46 UTC
"Mol--" sigh, Julian. "--people, entire town--"

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