(Untitled)

[liberaldouche]

[Recorded over the journals]

Permission to come aboard!

Granted!

[And this cute little moment is followed by a nice dull thud and Dinah falls onto a bed somewhere in the castle... only the thing is...]

... [There's a muffled growl--someone just voiced their vast and varied frustrations--and beating the bed with their fist]Olliiie! You'd better

Comments

[datasskicksass]

Really? Because I was under the impression we were about to go below deck and you were going to put a certain someone who just rescued you from said kidnappers up to a whole bunch of things while Connor and Mia got to drive the boat.

[Well, there goes that hopeful delusion that Ollie was just being his horny self to be replaced by something a lot more unpleasant. When did the Amazons get this sort of technology? ]

If I knew I'd tell you.

[liberaldouche]

That was kind of the plan, until you suddenly went AWOL on me.

[sound of things being moved around. He's looking for you, Dinah :c]

Great, and here I was hoping we'd seen the end of all of this.

[datasskicksass]

Oh I went AWOL, huh? What about you?

[Ditto, man. Yes she is trying the closet. 8\]

Tell me you're not back on Themyscira.

[liberaldouche]

MIA...

[Are you behind these curtains Dinah? Why no... no you're not.]

If I am, they really upgraded my cell. It's a lot cushier this go round.

[datasskicksass]

[Why would she be behind curtains? The cool people hide in the closet...which you are not.

...Under the bed is only romantic when things haven't gone to hell, Ollie.]

Tell me about it.

[liberaldouche]

[Well... some people are in closets, but Ollie's certainly not one of them.

He only wishes he was under your bed, pretty bird :(]

Not doing much to ease the anxiety, if that's the idea behind.

[datasskicksass]

No, I mean tell me about it. I'm going to find you.

[liberaldouche]

It's a bedroom. What more can I say? Windows, a bed, a desk, a floor lamp over there in the corner. A door, which I'll bet you anything won't even op--

[creaky sound of a door being slowly opened.]

--en...

[datasskicksass]

[Can you hear the smirk?]

Well, at least something's going our way.

[liberaldouche]

One small thing against a mountain of things gone wrong.

[datasskicksass]

And if you focus on that we'll never get anywhere.

[liberaldouche]

Who said I was focusing? I was just making mention.

[datasskicksass]

When you could be using that open door as a way to leave and help me find you.

[liberaldouche]

You're making an assumption that I'm not already on my way to you... Might help if I stopped long enough to ask you what floor you think you're on.

[datasskicksass]

Not a chance! I found you once, and I'm gonna find you again. First.

[liberaldouche]

Well now you're just making it sound like a challenge, pretty bird.