Images of broken lightintensivistmdOctober 24 2007, 03:10:27 UTC
Chase, who has been awake far longer than necessary (he can't get this weird feeling out of his head. He dreamt last of bloody carpet, gunshots...) catches glimpse of Ben settled at one of the tables.
He figures he could say hello, anyway, seeing as he's naturally drawn to do so. That and keeping his mind off of everything would be nice. Sleep deprivation was a game he could play. It's when he reaches the table that he peeks over the photographer's shoulder and grins, "I didn't realize you took so many photographs."
The photos were amazing.
Really, the narration thinks that Ben's narration, well, she should've expected this to come about at some point or another.
Re: Images of broken lightkingofgaychicknOctober 24 2007, 03:24:48 UTC
Ben turns with a quirky grin at the easily recognizable, Australian voice.
"Hey, you." He smirks, the playful tone easy to hear. "Well, there's not a whole lot else to do here." Cept kiss pretty foreign boys and punch a best friend or two.
He slides the chair next to him out. "Take a seat. Help me organize!"
Re: Images of broken lightintensivistmdOctober 24 2007, 03:33:06 UTC
"True enough," Chase smirks, "I've done more medical crosswords than is probably healthy for me."
Settling himself in the chair Ben had slid out, he looks over the pictures, some of the people he recognized while others he did not. "How d'you want them organized?"
He picks up a few of the photographs, merely looking at them. How Ben managed to capture such life, such realism in people... it was fascinating.
Re: Images of broken lightkingofgaychicknOctober 24 2007, 03:37:56 UTC
"These are all my 'people' photographs." There are finger quotation marks in the air where appropriate and that quirky grin slides sideways across his lips. "I'm organizing by who they are. But some of them I don't know so... they get to be in random stranger I don't know... pile."
Ben smirks placing a picture of The Doctor in said pile.
"So, how's Chase doing this evening?" Ah, third person talk is fun.
Steve finishes a hurried prayer for forgiveness, 'cause he really doesn't like doing that, and sighs, looks over at Ben. "Hey. The damn door's gone is what's the matter."
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He figures he could say hello, anyway, seeing as he's naturally drawn to do so. That and keeping his mind off of everything would be nice. Sleep deprivation was a game he could play. It's when he reaches the table that he peeks over the photographer's shoulder and grins, "I didn't realize you took so many photographs."
The photos were amazing.
Really, the narration thinks that Ben's narration, well, she should've expected this to come about at some point or another.
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"Hey, you." He smirks, the playful tone easy to hear. "Well, there's not a whole lot else to do here." Cept kiss pretty foreign boys and punch a best friend or two.
He slides the chair next to him out. "Take a seat. Help me organize!"
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Settling himself in the chair Ben had slid out, he looks over the pictures, some of the people he recognized while others he did not. "How d'you want them organized?"
He picks up a few of the photographs, merely looking at them. How Ben managed to capture such life, such realism in people... it was fascinating.
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Ben smirks placing a picture of The Doctor in said pile.
"So, how's Chase doing this evening?" Ah, third person talk is fun.
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This is his daily check. Downstairs, jog to where he can see where the door should be... nothing.
"God dammit!"
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He hadn't ever really expected to hear that come out of Steve's mouth.
"Hey, Steve-o... somethin' the matter?"
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He places a picture of Juliet in the random strangers pile.
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