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Oct 14, 2006 23:47

It is very, very late.

Possibly it is even very, very early ( Read more... )

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twostandingby October 15 2006, 07:00:24 UTC
"Nnnope," says Tycho, with serene confidence, and he pauses a moment to negotiate an especially tricky step. " 'S WAILIN'. 'M sure."

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rogue_wraith October 15 2006, 07:05:10 UTC
"Well... ... ..." Wedge pauses, evidently having utterly lost his train of thought. "Oh!" He brightens. "Riiight. If you're sure. You're my wingman, so I trust you."

There's a long pause while Wedge tries to figure out why, exactly, Tycho stopped. Then, evidently, it doesn't matter, and Wedge starts singing again.

"YOUR WAILIN' WILL MAKE SUCH A DIN..."

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twostandingby October 15 2006, 07:10:08 UTC
Tycho cheerfully joins in on the noisy chorus, stumbling up the next few stairs. "YOUR WAILIN'LL MAKE SUCH A DIN, YOU'LL THINK Y'NEVER HAD--"

Beat.

"Kr'ff."

Whether or not Wedge remembers the next word, Tycho does not.

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rogue_wraith October 15 2006, 07:15:04 UTC
Wedge carries on, boldly, though whether the words he remembers are the right ones is up for debate.

"Y'NEVER HAD A VIIIIC'TRY IN YOUR LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIFE!" It is triumphant. And inspiring.

Also, very loud.

As is the thud when he trips over his own feet and falls to his knees on the landing.

"Tycho! I found the end of the stairs!" Wedge is clearly focusing on seeing the positives in life.

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