Fourth floor common room, Saturday afternoon

[honoraryphd]

Victor had spent much of the past couple days working on his notes for that secret project of his. This meant he was locked in his room all that time (not that being locked in his room was rare for him) but he needed a brief break

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[missed_the_gate]

John hadn't slept in two days. There were two droid babies hanging from his body in some sling device as they cried. He was trolling the hallways, looking for one of two things: Rodney McKay or a nurturing female who would know what to do with them.

Maybe Doom could help.

[honoraryphd]

"Sheppard! Why have you brought those monstrosities here?" Victor asked. "I'm trying to read."

[missed_the_gate]

"You don't know anything that will make them stop crying, do you?" John was very hopeful.

[honoraryphd]

"The window is there. Throw them out of it. Maybe they'll break when they hit the ground," Victor suggested.

[l1ttle_billy]

"Hey." Billy greeted as he came in from a morning of running around the preserve. Yes, in winter. Now he needed hot chocolate.

[honoraryphd]

"Hello," Victor said. At this this one was quieter than Sheppard and his babies.

[l1ttle_billy]

While the water heated in the little water heating appliance, Billy attempted to be quiet while rummaging for cups, utensils and hot chocolate mix.

You ever notice how sometimes when you're really trying to be quiet, that's when make the most noise?

[honoraryphd]

More noise. Great. It was still much quieter than Sheppard's babies, though, so Victor wasn't terribly put off.