New Species Event - Mass Interaction Log

[lucetimods]

Who: Anyone!
What: All in here
When: Today, Tomorrow, Until April 2nd
Where: Anywhere in Luceti!
Summary: People in Luceti wake up as something they weren't before. An elf, a gremlin, a vulcan, or perhaps a mermaid? Try living in someone else's shoes... if they can even wear those.
Rating: Not recommended for those with weak constitutions, raging hormones, shipping goggles, or people just too cool and attractive for this kind of thing.

No need for LJ Cut! Mass action style stuff all around town. You can use this if you don't want to make a post. Or you can make a post anyway. Have at!

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[herotypical]

I'm not looking for anything right now.

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

All right. But the next time you want to meditate? [ he waves the candles bunched up in his fist at her. ] Do it with something that won't end up with the entire house burning down.

1/2

[herotypical]

Bones...you don't meditate with candles. These aren't even particularly --

[ she pauses. ]

[herotypical]

Right. Meditating. That's me -- Miss Meditation.

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ Spock used candles ergo Buffy would use them for the same thing. ]

I'm throwing them out.

[herotypical]

N-no.

[ she shakes her head. ] Please? Don't?

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ ... he is a sucker for a blonde. ] Will you make sure to take some damn care and consideration next time you light up?

[herotypical]

H-hey, I was perfectly...[ safe. hah. the very subject she's trying to avoid bringing up to the person she wants to ask. ] No harm, no foul. Right? I'll...get some with candle-holders next time.

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

You better. [ it seems that's as good as he's going to get as McCoy relents and holds them out for her to take back. ]

[herotypical]

[ she takes them carefully back from him and deposits them on the bed -- thereby relinquishing her careful guard on the sea shells. ]

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ it's not like he's going to grab a fistful and crush them in his hand. well, he might when he finds out what happened here, but he's content to leave her vanity desk alone and move back to the door. ]

[herotypical]

[ and buffy would cry. it would be sad.

she turns back to bones with a slight frown. ] It's gonna keep looking for him, you know. I'll stay here but...but if it comes back, it's gonna leave.

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

I'll just have to block the door then. I suppose that.. thing wasn't programmed to climb in and out of windows. [ aggravation seeps into his voice when he makes that jibe. ]

[herotypical]

It'll leave however it can. It's...I once saw another of Warren's bots throw a vampire through a frat house window. It's strong.

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

How do you think it'll hold up against a bucket of water being thrown over it?

[herotypical]

Ordinarily? I'd say go for it. But I'm not exactly keen to experiment and see what the corresponding damage is on little old non-electrical me.

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

Good point.

[herotypical]

I just need to get better at fighting back. Keeping control.

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

You're doing a good job so far.

[herotypical]

[ except this headache is near unbearable and she knows giving in will make it go away. ]

Yeah. What can I say? I'm used to winning.

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ briefly, he is reminded of Jim when she says that and crosses his arms. ]

Are you hungry?

[herotypical]

[ she had a great morning-after feast with the pirate but...ah, being a robot builds up an appetite. ]

Starving.

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

I'll make you something.

[ probably a small meal since he isn't going to risk watching her stroll out the front door looking for Spike. ]

[herotypical]

[ she smiles. ]

I'd like that.

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ without another word, he leaves her bedroom and heads into the kitchen and begins looking through the fridge for any left-overs. hah, wishful thinking. ]