Oct. 23rd, 2013
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Oct. 23rd, 2013 02:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Gaeta has been turning over two conversations in his head lately. They're not bad; certainly better than other thoughts that've kept him company. But they're the kind of conversation that requires some time to process.
(He's not used to reaching out. He's still not wholly used to kindness, or offers of help, that don't come from Louis.)
The idea of dealing with a telepath still makes him recoil instinctively, the same way he recoiled from admitting the truth about Raptor 718 for so long: I don't want anybody else to know. Smaller things, though, baby steps -- pun not intended -- he can manage.
( 'To Sameth:' he writes. )
Gaeta presses the finished note to the bartop with a murmured thanks, retrieves a cookbook from the same location, and returns to his studies as he tries to ignore the jackhammering in his chest.
[ooc: open for tags as long as you don't mind slowtime! also open until I say it's not.]
(He's not used to reaching out. He's still not wholly used to kindness, or offers of help, that don't come from Louis.)
The idea of dealing with a telepath still makes him recoil instinctively, the same way he recoiled from admitting the truth about Raptor 718 for so long: I don't want anybody else to know. Smaller things, though, baby steps -- pun not intended -- he can manage.
( 'To Sameth:' he writes. )
Gaeta presses the finished note to the bartop with a murmured thanks, retrieves a cookbook from the same location, and returns to his studies as he tries to ignore the jackhammering in his chest.
[ooc: open for tags as long as you don't mind slowtime! also open until I say it's not.]
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Oct. 23rd, 2013 07:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Gibbs hasn't be around lately. If you were to ask him why, he wouldn't be able to explain. He just hasn't. But now he's back and glad of it. The rum is always good and usually cheap, and he never knows who (or what) he might meet.
And, if he meets someone or something unpleasant, he can always go home. Which is easier here than in some of the dives he usually frequents.
Feel free to say hello, even if you don't know him yet.
And, if he meets someone or something unpleasant, he can always go home. Which is easier here than in some of the dives he usually frequents.
Feel free to say hello, even if you don't know him yet.
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Oct. 23rd, 2013 07:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Javert is back to hiding in the darkest corner he can find. It seems whatever progress he has made has been...if not set back entirely, then certainly halted.
But this time, he has company. It may not seem like it. But a fairly regular double-pop sound - familiar to all modern bar patrons, no doubt - is keeping him occupied. Toasters are fascinating things. He may, in fact, have a screwdriver in one hand, ready for the inevitable point where curiousity becomes too much to bear.
If anyone is hungry - for toast - they should definitely help themselves. He has little interest in actually eating the stuff.
[OOC: Open for the next couple of days. <3
ETA: 02:10 - gdi people, why are you all so awesome? I promised myself an early night tonight. Grr. *throws out big love anyway* Got to crash; am around the next few days to continue. <333]
But this time, he has company. It may not seem like it. But a fairly regular double-pop sound - familiar to all modern bar patrons, no doubt - is keeping him occupied. Toasters are fascinating things. He may, in fact, have a screwdriver in one hand, ready for the inevitable point where curiousity becomes too much to bear.
If anyone is hungry - for toast - they should definitely help themselves. He has little interest in actually eating the stuff.
[OOC: Open for the next couple of days. <3
ETA: 02:10 - gdi people, why are you all so awesome? I promised myself an early night tonight. Grr. *throws out big love anyway* Got to crash; am around the next few days to continue. <333]
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Oct. 23rd, 2013 08:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
By far--by far--the most unsettling thing Cecil has found about Milliways is that it has mountains.
Cecil was walking by the lake, but the mountains have upset him too much for him to continue. He's having a nice, comforting slice of pizza instead.
At least none of the mountains have a blinking red light. That would just be...brr.
Cecil was walking by the lake, but the mountains have upset him too much for him to continue. He's having a nice, comforting slice of pizza instead.
At least none of the mountains have a blinking red light. That would just be...brr.
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Oct. 23rd, 2013 10:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Gavroche emerges from Javert's corner, carrying a plate stacked high with fresh toast in one hand, and a smaller plate in the other bearing several pats of butter.
He's... not actually sure what he's going to do with it all. He's not that hungry. He makes for a table, sits and begins to eat, keeping an eye out for friends.
Anyone for toast?
He's... not actually sure what he's going to do with it all. He's not that hungry. He makes for a table, sits and begins to eat, keeping an eye out for friends.
Anyone for toast?