crouch down before the fire's light you're the first day of my life

[diatomic_life]

Kat is stalking the halls of the O. She does not look happy. She does not look happy at all.

Usually, when Kat looks this unhappy, there is ranting involved. But no, she is suspiciously silent. It's unnerving, actually. Approach with caution.

Jessi is so glad her daycare is open today because work decided she needs to come in, and she can't

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[afraidofxena]

Gunn is around, venturing out for the first time in a while. He's kind of starting to regret that as soon as he hears the shooting, but he gets a closer look at who's doing the shooting, and -

Woah.

"Fred, where did you learn to -"

And then, of course, he realizes. "You're not Fred," he states kind of dumbly.

Nice going, Gunn. Mistake the identity of someone holding a firearm.

[shootsnarkstare]

"Oh my gosh," Peyton says, holding the gun behind her back and feigning embarrassment. "I didn't expect nobody to see that."

Someone else mistaking her for someone else. She's going to get to the bottom of this Project Helix nonsense. And Gunn's going to help her with it. Oh yes, Gunn is going to be a good boy and help her with this conundrum.

She's also reloading the gun behind her back.

[afraidofxena]

"Uh," Gunn supplies uneasily, "that was pretty tight, if it makes you feel any better."

Shockingly enough, Gunn is not a fan of, well, guns, so he doesn't have first-hand experience with them. But he can appreciate crazy-good technique when he sees it.

He realizes he's sort of staring then, so he shrugs and says, "Sorry, it's just. You look exactly like another girl I know here. It's kinda freaky."

[shootsnarkstare]

Oh, Gunn warms Peyton's heart, which only ever seems to be warmed by people recognizing how wickedly awesome she is. However, there are more important things at hand that just giving herself a pat on the back for how totally cool she is. Sure, she can toss a gun around real pretty, but there are evil doppelgangers running around that need to be interrogated and just possibly disposed of. Oh, evil doppelgangers, ruining everyone's spytastic fun.

"I've been getting a ton of that lately," she says, with a sigh. "It's pretty darn freaky, really. I mean, I don't rightly like the idea of some girl runnin' around looking like me. ...but you really think that's neat? I got a few more tricks up my sleeve, but that one helps with my timin'."

[borntosingblues]

There are now police CB radio codes for Monsters In Progress. This should tell anyone everything about Chicago. As it turns out, Presley and his partner just happen to be the two idjits nearest to that particular parking lot.

This is why there's a large, burly man with a gun stepping out of a police car, all its sirens blaring, followed by a rather impressive St. Bernard, growling and barking and trying to lure the monster into range where the man can shoot it.

This is your life now, Jessi. Get used to it.

[idontlikecake]

Usually, the response to the police showing up to help you deal with your giant half-bear half-komodo dragon problem does not elicit giggles. However, that's exactly what Jessi is doing right now: giggling. She knows that St. Bernard. And it's just funny to her to see Presley barking viciously at the monster.

"Fancy seeing you again," she says, taking a few steps back. She does not want to be in the way of an irritated Monster in Progress.

[borntosingblues]

There's a gunshot and Presley ducks out of the way, which puts him closer to Jessi. He tilts his head at her to give her a doggy WTF U LAUGHIN' AT expression, but he's distracted by his partner cussing up a storm, because clearly komodobears don't respond well to bullets.

"Uh. Pres'?"

Presley growls in a way that sounds like it might a be a swear. If Casey's team gets a better budget, he's requesting rocket launchers. In the meantime, he's just going to run forwards and clamp his jaws around the things leg. Fun times for all!

[idontlikecake]

Oh, Presley. If there's anything that's going to keep the giggles going, it's a dog giving her that face. She's never understood shapeshifters; she's only met a few of them in her life. Jessi tries to keep her mind open when it comes to these kinds of things (she's woefully ignorant to the point that she often comes off as racist).

"Just a heads up," Jessi says, frowning as she watches Presley go after the komodobear. "Komodo dragons have both a septic bite and a venomous one. I'd prefer you don't die."

Of course the Fuchizaki knows her animal facts. This girl's read less than 5 fiction books in her life, but her favorite place in the world as a child was the library.

The komodobear does not enjoy Presley biting it. In fact, it's now trying to bite Presley in turn. Stupid komodobear.

[thehighestwing]

Where there is a Jo, sometimes there is a Phoebe.

Where there is a Jo with chocolate, there is definitely a Phoebe.

She sits down beside her, giving the girl her usual space. "What's up?"

[lastchancefor]

Jo reaches out, putting a Hershey's Kiss carefully next to Phoebe, and then another, making a small line of chocolate with a vacant smile. She likes it when there is a Phoebe. It makes her feel safe. She shrugs absently at the question, slowly unwrapping a piece of chocolate for herself.

"Nothing, or so," she says softly. Honestly, she wishes Robin were here. They-- she doesn't even know what to think of what happened on that day. She needs to talk to him. But she can't.

No, she won't talk to him. They've talked enough. She doesn't need to deal with any of that. "Eating chocolate and."

[thehighestwing]

"Doesn't look like nothing," Phoebe answers just as softly. "Don't have to tell me, but."

Sometimes the whole not finishing sentences thing rubs off on her, it seems.

"Chocolate's good!" Looking down at the small row of chocolates, she plucks one for the picking and starts unwrapping it. "It always makes me feel better after a sorta bad day. You been out here for long?"

[grin_and]

Just as Kat wanders past one of the elevators, the doors ding! open and out comes running a hysterical Dr. Barrett. He is also unhappy, but for an entirely different reason. Really, if he traumatizes anyone else today, he very well may toss himself off of the building.

For now, though, he's going to stammer his apologies at Kat, since he sort of ran into her. "Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to run into you like that, I just - I need a drink. Something. I think I'm broken."

[diatomic_life]

"It's--" Kat starts, but Dr. Barrett will never, ever hear the rest of that sentences. Her lips are moving. It almost appears as if she thinks she's talking. But there are no words. The silence almost feels deadly.

Well, Kat also looks twitchy. Perhaps like she could use a drink herself. If she could really drink. But he doesn't know that.

She flails spastically once she realizes that she's not actually saying anything and throws her arms down in desperation, letting out a silent scream. She really, really needs to go hurt something.

[grin_and]

Looks like someone's having a bit of a mental breakdown!

As Glen watches Kat flail about, he wonders if there's something in this building that's making everyone malfunction and go crazy. He's never had any trouble conjuring bodies before (well, except for the first time) and he's pretty sure Kat isn't playing charades with him; if he can't conjure and she can't talk, something is Wrong.

"Deep breaths," he says, holding his hands out in front of him in a 'hey now calm down' sort of way.