Lister is a happy bunny. Tis the season to be jolly, or at least, it appears to be. He's leaning against the forcefield, humming in what might be considered to be an obnoxious fashion, and waiting for someone else to walk down the corridor.
He's also trying to chat up GLaDoS while he waits. Got to keep his hand in somehow.
"D'you never take time off to, I dunno, polish your motherboard, or whatever you like to do? Just chill out, catch a bit of telly, that sort of thing?"
Lister has ulterior motives. Can he annoy GLaDOS into letting him go? Or by asking her on a date. (He'll have to figure out how to romance a computer if things get that far).
"Lister?" Jamie stops dead when he sees his fellow teammate leaning on the forcefield, and his eyes widen as he realizes what that means. He reaches out with a hand, but doesn't find it blocked. He lets out a relieved sounding breath - he's still pretty flustered after the incident with Claudia earlier and really does not want to be caught again.
"Ye got trapped too, I see."
He's just going to ignore the fact that Lister's chatting up GLaDoS.
"Hey Jamie," Lister greets cheerfully. "Yeah, got pinned here. Apparently I have to show affection to someone to get out. Seen any ladies heading this way at all?"
And then he cottons on to exactly what Jamie said. "You said 'too'. That means you got caught as well," he's grinning now, "Who found you?"
Yes, ignore Lister's chatting up of the computer in favour of finding out who snogged who. High School Meatship.
Lister looks momentarily disappointed. After all, what's the point of having to show affection to someone if there's no hot someone's around to show it to? And Jamie is certainly not his type.
"Well, there's nothing else to do, apart from wait. I mean, you don't have to go into gory details, but who was she? Was she hot?"
Lister isn't Jamie's type either, which is why he's really glad he's outside the forcefield right about now. "Aye, well, I suppose ye have a point."
He does glance up at the ceiling above his head before he settles into a more comfortable position. Just because someone's already trapped doesn't mean the crazy AI wouldn't do something like trap someone else a few feet away, after all.
"And...hm. What would ye define as 'hot'?" Please do give examples, so he can stall about giving out names for a bit, Lister.
"Did your jaw drop when you saw her?" Lister is happy to clarify on his standards of hotness. "Did she have a sexy walk? A sexy laugh? When you saw her, did your mind shut down?"
He takes another check down the hallway. Nope, still no-one of the female persuasion.
"Did she make you smile? Apart from the whole embarrassment factor, mind."
"Och, well, no. I couldna say that my jaw dropped - unless ye count the fact that I warned her away and she still walked right into the forcefield?" Which is not what Lister meant, and Jamie knows it.
"As for the others..." He shakes his head. He didn't really pay much attention to the walk or the laugh, and he's pretty sure his mind was still functioning. "No, not really. She's a bonny lass, though. And...she did make me laugh."
Note, however, he still hasn't given out her name.
"Did she make your heart miss a beat then?" Lister is still determined to get answers out of Jamie, and is drawing on his own experience to bug him, while avoiding asking him what certain other body parts may or may not have got up to. There's certain things one man does not need to know about another.
"Well, she sounds hottish. Wanna tell me her name so I can track her down and find out for meself? After all, if I'm gonna set you two up on a date, I need to know if she's right for you."
"She's not Victoria, if that is what ye are asking." Jamie is starting to look a little bit annoyed with the line of questioning - although if he knew Lister was trying to avoid asking about certain body parts, he'd be grateful.
But he still doesn't want to give her name, and folds his arms across his chest. He can outstubborn Lister any day of the week, just you wait and...did he say /date/? He fixes Lister with a narrow-eyed look.
"Och, no. There is no way ye are going to set Claudia and I up on a date, Lister. Ye can forget that right now."
And then he realizes what he said, buries his face in his hands and groans.
See that look on Lister's face? That's the look of an unrepentant man. He does try and temper it somewhat, since he doesn't want to irritate his friend too much, but he can't help it.
"Claudia," Lister draws the name out. "Nice name. And I think the lovely GLaDOS did a good enough job on setting the pair of you up." No need for Lister to even attempt another date, not when his whole purpose was to find out the name.
Jamie's back to scowling - especially at the implication that GLaDOS is doing matchmaking. But after a moment, he seems to find something amusing, and the scowl vanishes.
"So ye think GLaDOS is putting random people together to see if anything happens afterwards?" He gives Lister a pointed look.
There's a small sigh, though, as the questions continue. "Aye, we kissed. If ye absolutely must know, I was going to kiss her on the cheek and she had other ideas."
"She could be, or she could want to investigate the Earth thing called kissing," Lister suggests. "Me mate, Kryten, the mechanoid I was telling you about, he doesn't seem to care about love and stuff, but show him an appliance catalogue, and he's gone, man."
Anything Jamie is trying to insinuate is gleefully ignored by Lister. "So she made the moves on you? Brutal, smegging brutal," and he raises his closed fist and bumps it against the forcefield.
Jamie doesn't know what an appliance catalogue is, but given the topic of conversation - he's not entirely sure he /wants/ to know. So he just lets that statement slide.
"I guess ye could say that, but maybe she just wanted to make sure that it was a good enough kiss so GLaDoS let us go free?" He's looking fairly thoughtful, though. If Lister was right, that put a whole different spin on the situation.
Speaking of situations..."Uh. Lister? D'ye want me to see if I can go find someone so we can get ye out of here?" He doesn't want to leave his friend stuck in a forcefield forever, after all - no matter how irritated he was with him a few minutes ago.
He's also trying to chat up GLaDoS while he waits. Got to keep his hand in somehow.
"So, what you doing after your research?"
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Lister has ulterior motives. Can he annoy GLaDOS into letting him go? Or by asking her on a date. (He'll have to figure out how to romance a computer if things get that far).
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"Ye got trapped too, I see."
He's just going to ignore the fact that Lister's chatting up GLaDoS.
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And then he cottons on to exactly what Jamie said. "You said 'too'. That means you got caught as well," he's grinning now, "Who found you?"
Yes, ignore Lister's chatting up of the computer in favour of finding out who snogged who. High School Meatship.
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"Och, d'ye really want me to go into that?"
He tries for a scowl, but his ears are a little bit pink around the edges.
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"Well, there's nothing else to do, apart from wait. I mean, you don't have to go into gory details, but who was she? Was she hot?"
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He does glance up at the ceiling above his head before he settles into a more comfortable position. Just because someone's already trapped doesn't mean the crazy AI wouldn't do something like trap someone else a few feet away, after all.
"And...hm. What would ye define as 'hot'?" Please do give examples, so he can stall about giving out names for a bit, Lister.
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He takes another check down the hallway. Nope, still no-one of the female persuasion.
"Did she make you smile? Apart from the whole embarrassment factor, mind."
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"As for the others..." He shakes his head. He didn't really pay much attention to the walk or the laugh, and he's pretty sure his mind was still functioning. "No, not really. She's a bonny lass, though. And...she did make me laugh."
Note, however, he still hasn't given out her name.
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"Well, she sounds hottish. Wanna tell me her name so I can track her down and find out for meself? After all, if I'm gonna set you two up on a date, I need to know if she's right for you."
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But he still doesn't want to give her name, and folds his arms across his chest. He can outstubborn Lister any day of the week, just you wait and...did he say /date/? He fixes Lister with a narrow-eyed look.
"Och, no. There is no way ye are going to set Claudia and I up on a date, Lister. Ye can forget that right now."
And then he realizes what he said, buries his face in his hands and groans.
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"Claudia," Lister draws the name out. "Nice name. And I think the lovely GLaDOS did a good enough job on setting the pair of you up." No need for Lister to even attempt another date, not when his whole purpose was to find out the name.
"So. Did you kiss? What was it like?"
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"So ye think GLaDOS is putting random people together to see if anything happens afterwards?" He gives Lister a pointed look.
There's a small sigh, though, as the questions continue. "Aye, we kissed. If ye absolutely must know, I was going to kiss her on the cheek and she had other ideas."
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Anything Jamie is trying to insinuate is gleefully ignored by Lister. "So she made the moves on you? Brutal, smegging brutal," and he raises his closed fist and bumps it against the forcefield.
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"I guess ye could say that, but maybe she just wanted to make sure that it was a good enough kiss so GLaDoS let us go free?" He's looking fairly thoughtful, though. If Lister was right, that put a whole different spin on the situation.
Speaking of situations..."Uh. Lister? D'ye want me to see if I can go find someone so we can get ye out of here?" He doesn't want to leave his friend stuck in a forcefield forever, after all - no matter how irritated he was with him a few minutes ago.
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