http://not-a-redshirt.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] not-a-redshirt.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2006-01-27 08:02 pm
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Aw, look. Two CTU agents in one post, bonding over a computer.

Well. Adam is playing a game that, as per usual, involves blowing shit up. Castle is hanging over his shoulder waiting for a turn and looking a little distracted.

Come bother either or both! Just don't make Adam lose his game.

[identity profile] gorlim.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
Gorlim uses his arms as a pillow on Adam's lap.

This is all really very entertaining.

It can't last long. Mostly because if Adam is anything like Lee, he could probably beat the crap out of Gorlim if he wanted.

[identity profile] teh-data-fork.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 07:09 am (UTC)(link)
Adam, fortunately, is absolutely nothing like Lee, and couldn't beat the crap out of a pillow if it were standing still.

This does not mean he appreciates being used as a pillow. "Dude, seriously, can you get off?" He looks terribly long-suffering.

[identity profile] gorlim.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 07:11 am (UTC)(link)
He continues to grin up at Adam.

"You know, politeness just makes it funnier."

Yeah, it is just possible Gorlim might have been a bit of a... well, not a bully, but a prankster.

"Is it true you can look up naked pictures on the computer?"

He's been Talking To People again, obviously.

[identity profile] gorlim.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 07:15 am (UTC)(link)
Gorlim laughs and gets up finally. "All right, all right. Can I play Minesweeper, then?"

He is, apparently, through teasing Adam.

[identity profile] teh-data-fork.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 07:17 am (UTC)(link)
For which Adam is grateful. But not grateful enough to immediately surrender the computer.

"Do you know how?"

[identity profile] gorlim.livejournal.com 2006-01-28 07:26 am (UTC)(link)
Gorlim gives him a Look and rolls his eyes.

"I may be from another world, but I'm not stupid." He scoots over and takes the computer anyway, unless Adam wants to grow a spine and stop him. Bwahaha.

"Trust me, I've done everything possible to this thing and it's still working. I can't do anything--" click click click BLEEEEEP and blackness.

"Uh."

Don't worry, he's just pressed the shut down command.

[identity profile] teh-data-fork.livejournal.com 2006-01-29 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, lord, the facepalming. Which progresses into full-on headdesking. On Lee's part, anyway. Adam is still processing Gorlim's words.

"You've done 'everything possible' to my computer--"

Since he can't see what buttons Gorlim's pushed, seeing the screen dissolve into blackness sends him into a panic. "WHAT THE FUCK."

Lee attempts to reach over and restart the thing, but Adam is not letting a field agent handle his computer in a time of crisis. He pulls the laptop out of Lee's hands, glaring furiously at Gorlim, and examines it for damage.

[identity profile] gorlim.livejournal.com 2006-01-29 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
"It squealed at me!" Gorlim says.

"YOU." Pointing to Adam. "You've turned it against me. I know it."

[identity profile] teh-data-fork.livejournal.com 2006-01-29 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
Lee's hopes of ever being allowed to borrow the computer again are steadily dwindling.

Adam figures out quickly enough that there is no actual damage to the computer, but this does not mean he has any more of a sense of humor about the whole ordeal.

"It's my computer! If it's 'turned against you', it's because you clearly have no idea how to use it properly!"

He glares at Lee. "And Castle, I didn't give you permission to lend my computer out to other people."

[identity profile] gorlim.livejournal.com 2006-01-29 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
"He did not lend it to me," Gorlim says. "I just played with it. He taught me how to play Minesweeper."

[identity profile] gorlim.livejournal.com 2006-01-29 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah. What he said. See? I won't hurt it."

He gives Adam a look of puppy-eyed innocence.

Funny how he can switch from evil prankster to this in just seconds.