[Suddenly it's the inside of a partially painted room, chairs and tables against one wall, and glass-fronted cases beside an old-timey cash register on the other. Al looks about as defeated as a metal suit can look, and sinks into a chair.]
---yes. [Exasperated sigh.] I'm sure. I'm really, really sure.
[Dawn's voice is heard off-forge, a little too
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Are you guys okay?
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Hi!
[Al is waving at the forge, even though it is set to voice.]
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Good! That's-- that's great.
Are you Al? [He sounds... somewhere between confused and amused.] I'm Hope, hi.
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[CLANG!]
Oof! I'M FINE!
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... sanitary?]
Are you-- sure that's okay?
[And a quiet laugh.] I'm glad you're fine.
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[LOLOLOLOLOLOL EVERYTHING IS FUNNY. And there is no brain to mouth filter.]
Me too! I'm glad you're fine! I'm glad you're glad I'm fine! I like your hair!
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what, dawn. just. what.]
... Thanks? I... like your hair too?
[why are all the women in his life so strange?]
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[LLLLOL]
A-and the liiiiiitle button on my forge is silver, too. It's SHINY~.
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Huh.
I don't have a resume.
[off forge] AL DO YOU--
[Clang!]
I think I'll just sit here.
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[wince]
Maybe... that's a good idea.
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