[Action/Video] | June 4, in the Item Shop (Robert spams this post man)semper_cogitansJune 5 2011, 02:47:03 UTC
[There was a war, but life had to go on in some capacity.
As much as Robert didn't want to be outside, he had to be. Living with Ingrid for the past couple of days out of necessity - after all, Doctor McCoy had been drafted - had been uncomfortable for him in several ways, and he'd often find himself crying even when his journal pings were successfully returned by his friends. The thought of them being out there, risking their lives, scared him in every way possible.
... Still, he had to do basic things for Ingrid - she deserved his help, as much as he just wanted to shut down. And one of those things that she needed help with was looking for her intangibility device.
So, like clockwork, he sets out to the Item Shop like he had every day for the past several weeks. He expects to find nothing, again - his cynical, depressive mood is running full-force right now - but to his surprise there's a single case, marked "I. G.", just sitting there
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[Action/Video] spam spam spam lovely spamintangible_girlJune 5 2011, 02:56:12 UTC
[Robert's mood has been catching, and as much as Ingrid has been trying to keep him upbeat, and as delighted as she is that he's actually living with her, she's been feeling a bit moody herself lately.
But that ping and the accompanying video sends a jolt of adrenaline through her body.]
Yes that's it! Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh.
[She can't even form sentences. She can go outside. She can meet people face to face. She can be some semblance of normal.]
[Action/Video] spammity spam spamsemper_cogitansJune 5 2011, 03:02:56 UTC
[Robert manages something like a broken, sad little smile at this. Seeing Ingrid happy helps.]
... I will take it to you immediately.
[With inordinate caution - and a lot of effort; it's quite heavy for him - he lifts the box and begins carrying it back to the Battle Dome.
... The going is slow, because of Robert's weakness, but his journal is open so that they can talk while he does. Ingrid should be able to hear his heavy breathing - he is not cut out for this, but in some perverse way the low-intensity pain and struggle makes him almost feel better. It blots out the depression, anyway, and it takes his focus temporarily off whether his boyfriend has all his limbs right now or not.]
[He doesn't mind. He knows what it represents for her - a step into normalcy. It's almost like his nanocomputer, but in a sense it means something else too, and while he doesn't totally understand, he knows it is significant.
Eventually, by concerted effort, he manages to bring the case inside the Battle Dome. His forehead is actually glistening with sweat - that's rare to see on him - and as soon as he can put the case down on a solid surface he does.
Then he grabs a sterile pad and wipes his face down carefully.]
... Now there is the matter of getting it to you...
[Action] man i hope i'm not missing anythingintangible_girlJune 5 2011, 03:33:29 UTC
[They're dirty anyway. The second thing Ingrid is going to ask you to do is dump the metal parts in a bucket of bleach.
What they're looking at is: a collection of small metal plates of varying size and shape connected by thin wires, clothing that looks like a pair of bike shorts and a skin-tight shirt, an air intake valve connected to a face mask, two sets of earphones with microphones built into them, a belt, and the intangibility device itself, a small box with a control panel and in and out ports. There is also what looks like a space blanket and two thicker mats of the same material.]
[Action] there's a regular cornucopia of stuff in theresemper_cogitansJune 5 2011, 04:05:30 UTC
[Robert is genuinely surprised (and more than a little curious) at the stuff inside the case. He wants to lift them out and study them closer, but at the same time he doesn't want to soil them more.]
Oh... well, this looks remarkable. [He tries to guess which parts have what functions.
Mostly he can't figure out the blanket and the mat, yet...]
Oh- takes those- the metal things- they're quite durable, just soak them in some bleach to start. And the clothes- the normal sterilization process for them. And- [She'll walk Robert through the process of getting them all clean in halting, excited tones. She can hardly wait!]
And yes, they have been. [Robert's voice minutely cracks there, and he looks down at the floor, but he doesn't allow himself to cry. Not again... he's cried too much already today.]
[It's a lie. But Ingrid is in the patently awkward position of having to comfort her crush about his boyfriend's well-being. She tries to put as much conviction in the words as she can, and hopefully for Robert it's enough.]
[Not just his boyfriend's, but the well-being of his not-boyfriend and his friends, too. But yes, Robert is worrying the most about Don.]
... I c-cannot help but think of what might happen, though...
... And there is s-so little I can do. Even if I d-do what Ms. Daisy said and t-try to run reconnaissance... [He sighs slowly, tracing his fingers over the edge of his nanocomputer.]
My father was in the war, you know. World War II. He always told me that what helped him get through the days was knowing that everyone back home was safe and well.
[She hasn't even told Robert that her father is German, much less what his position was during the war. It still takes a lot of trust to admit this much to him, especially knowing what his views on war are.]
As much as Robert didn't want to be outside, he had to be. Living with Ingrid for the past couple of days out of necessity - after all, Doctor McCoy had been drafted - had been uncomfortable for him in several ways, and he'd often find himself crying even when his journal pings were successfully returned by his friends. The thought of them being out there, risking their lives, scared him in every way possible.
... Still, he had to do basic things for Ingrid - she deserved his help, as much as he just wanted to shut down. And one of those things that she needed help with was looking for her intangibility device.
So, like clockwork, he sets out to the Item Shop like he had every day for the past several weeks. He expects to find nothing, again - his cynical, depressive mood is running full-force right now - but to his surprise there's a single case, marked "I. G.", just sitting there ( ... )
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But that ping and the accompanying video sends a jolt of adrenaline through her body.]
Yes that's it! Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh.
[She can't even form sentences. She can go outside. She can meet people face to face. She can be some semblance of normal.]
Thank you Robert. Thank you so much.
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... I will take it to you immediately.
[With inordinate caution - and a lot of effort; it's quite heavy for him - he lifts the box and begins carrying it back to the Battle Dome.
... The going is slow, because of Robert's weakness, but his journal is open so that they can talk while he does. Ingrid should be able to hear his heavy breathing - he is not cut out for this, but in some perverse way the low-intensity pain and struggle makes him almost feel better. It blots out the depression, anyway, and it takes his focus temporarily off whether his boyfriend has all his limbs right now or not.]
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[Though, honestly, she isn't that sorry. What he's carrying in his arms represents freedom.]
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[He doesn't mind. He knows what it represents for her - a step into normalcy. It's almost like his nanocomputer, but in a sense it means something else too, and while he doesn't totally understand, he knows it is significant.
Eventually, by concerted effort, he manages to bring the case inside the Battle Dome. His forehead is actually glistening with sweat - that's rare to see on him - and as soon as he can put the case down on a solid surface he does.
Then he grabs a sterile pad and wipes his face down carefully.]
... Now there is the matter of getting it to you...
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Well- first- open it up, I want to see.
[It better not be some cruel joke.]
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Then he peers over into it to see himself, because he's curious. He only hope this isn't making them all dirty or anything.]
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What they're looking at is: a collection of small metal plates of varying size and shape connected by thin wires, clothing that looks like a pair of bike shorts and a skin-tight shirt, an air intake valve connected to a face mask, two sets of earphones with microphones built into them, a belt, and the intangibility device itself, a small box with a control panel and in and out ports. There is also what looks like a space blanket and two thicker mats of the same material.]
Oh, they sent the whole kit! Wonderful!
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Oh... well, this looks remarkable. [He tries to guess which parts have what functions.
Mostly he can't figure out the blanket and the mat, yet...]
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Oh- takes those- the metal things- they're quite durable, just soak them in some bleach to start. And the clothes- the normal sterilization process for them. And- [She'll walk Robert through the process of getting them all clean in halting, excited tones. She can hardly wait!]
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The rhythm of it, and the caution he has to have, drowns out most other thought, which is welcome right now.
Eventually, Robert pulls away from his tasks. Did he do them satisfactorily, Ingrid?]
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Thank you so much, Robert. I can't tell you how much this means to me. I know... things have been hard lately...
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And yes, they have been. [Robert's voice minutely cracks there, and he looks down at the floor, but he doesn't allow himself to cry. Not again... he's cried too much already today.]
... I... I c-can only hope everything is alright.
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[It's a lie. But Ingrid is in the patently awkward position of having to comfort her crush about his boyfriend's well-being. She tries to put as much conviction in the words as she can, and hopefully for Robert it's enough.]
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... I c-cannot help but think of what might happen, though...
... And there is s-so little I can do. Even if I d-do what Ms. Daisy said and t-try to run reconnaissance... [He sighs slowly, tracing his fingers over the edge of his nanocomputer.]
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My father was in the war, you know. World War II. He always told me that what helped him get through the days was knowing that everyone back home was safe and well.
[She hasn't even told Robert that her father is German, much less what his position was during the war. It still takes a lot of trust to admit this much to him, especially knowing what his views on war are.]
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