[visual | location: the owlcave] grooving to the beat radiating from a police scanner

Mar 27, 2011 17:13

The technology in this place was fascinating. Not only was it interesting but in general Dan found it helpful to concentrate on something positive to get his mind off the fact that he had been kidnapped. Add that to the fact that he had found his bunker from back home and that he was naturally inclined to keep to himself, Dan had socialized very ( Read more... )

fitz kreiner, mayland long, { river tam, { mattie ross (au), { narvin, { amy pond, { dan dreiberg

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[visual] rereremembered March 27 2011, 21:00:41 UTC
"Yeah, I did," Fitz replied. He was digging a knuckle into one ear in a futile effort to get the feedback-induced ringing to stop. "What the hell was that about?"

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[visual] givesahoot March 29 2011, 00:05:22 UTC
"No idea," Dan replied honestly. "Sounded like some kind of rallying point. Is this what the aliens sound like?"

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[visual] rereremembered April 2 2011, 02:22:53 UTC
Fitz considered the question, then dropped his arm and shrugged. "Nah, I've only heard them a couple times and they were perfectly friendly, for kidnapping bastards. And they spoke English, which that obviously wasn't."

A rallying point in an incomprehensible language. Growing up, he'd heard way too many speeches like that on the wireless to be comfortable with it turning up here.

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[visual] givesahoot April 3 2011, 00:12:53 UTC
Dan scrunched his face in sympathy. The loud ringing had bothered his own ears, but it seemed like this man felt the effects much more strongly.

"Just because it's an alien language doesn't mean they're our aliens," Dan mentions. He doesn't mean it in a nagging way, he's only thinking of the possibilities at this point. "Hell, I just called them 'our aliens.' I hope they don't, I don't know, smite me or whatever it's called."

Underneath his desk Dan takes a cautionary knock on wood. It couldn't hurt.

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[visual] rereremembered April 6 2011, 20:25:23 UTC
The rock and roll life (plus being too close to too many explosions) leaves Fitz susceptible to tinnitus. He'll be fine in a moment.

"Don't worry about it, they'd probably be flattered," Fitz informed him with a wave. "And they haven't directly...smited anyone that I know of, they're more fond of shaking the ant farm and watching us all scramble about."

Which sometimes resulted in the ants turning into zombies and Fitz still wasn't thinking about that, so he lit a cigarette to take his mind off it and moved to a new topic.

"Just one of the exciting features of what I gather is your new home, yeah?"

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