Sep 14, 2010 22:47
[it is evening.
the treehouse, for those who pass it regularly, is a little differently tonight. what is normally a soft even glow of light seems to be flickering vaguely, and the heavy curtains that make up its door are drawn, the ladder left down.
perhaps something is up.
if no one else would notice, violet certainly would.]
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she's also pushing a wheelbarrow, heavily laden with a bulky, blanket-wrapped something. she leaves it at the bottom of the ladder when she goes up]
Warren?
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Oh.
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I'll show you, but then you have to have dinner with me. It feels weird eating with you just sitting there eying the stereo mysteriously.
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Come see your present while you decide.
[crossing to the door]
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Just a second.
[presenting... a jetpack!]
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Is that what I think it is?
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[i am forgetting about the stereo and coming down there]
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I could only test it with dummies, though... so it won't explode, but I'm not sure what the steering will feel like. It might take some experimentation.
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