Special Delivery from FentonWorks! (AKA. The BRAWL!)

[passthefudge]

"Maddie!  Bring my fudge down when you come!"

You hear that bellow?  It's coming from the Door which has just swung open on a set of stairs.  At the top, you might glimpse bits of living room furnature...but not for long.  The view is quickly blocked by a large, orange object which barrels down the stairs and into Milliways.  As it skids to a stop, you can see it's a rather large, jumpsuit-clad human.  A very shocked, larged, jumpsuit-clad human.

He stares for a moment, wheels in his head audibly grinding.

"GALLOPING GHOSTS!  MADDIE!  THE LAB'S BEEN COMPROMISED!"

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[sizzuhs.livejournal.com]

The fact that the woman has just spoken French doesn't seem to phase Gene as he looks back around the table again. "Or something like that," comes the Cajun thick reply.

When something else smacks into the table he ducks back. "Yous stay here- when this 's over peoples gonna be needin help." Another small glance is given and Gene darts away keeping low and looking for more people that are going to need help.

[visible_sariel]

The Starfleet officer in Sariel is quietly objecting to that. If people need help, she'll help. She'll also keep the heck out of the line of, er, fire if possible, but she'll still help. Peep, peep around that table's edge, the better to track Roe's progress. If somebody's hurt...

Inch, inch, inchity out after Roe.