The Hyperion, Tuesday Afternoon
Mar. 30th, 2010 01:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Bel still hadn't really talked to Anders since the whole turning into his alternate universe self. How they managed to not see each other while living in the same room and even sharing a bed was anybody's guess. But Bel was tired of the silence between them, so now he was laying in wait to corner Anders so they could finally talk.
[For the robot.]
[For the robot.]
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Date: 2010-03-30 05:51 pm (UTC)Look, you try paying attention to what's going on around you when you live with the perpetual Bob Dylan earworm.In between the Olympics, the NCAA basketball tournaments, and the excitement of spring training, Anders had been a sadly preoccupied jock of late. (It was, he thought, a preferable alternative to brooding over the whole thing, or at least a welcome distraction.) Today, he happened to be a preoccupied jock whose class for the day had been cancelled, leaving him at loose ends for the next couple of hours.And, conveniently, walking riiiiiiiiight by Bel.
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Date: 2010-03-30 05:56 pm (UTC)(Memo on metaphorical octagonal paper to one Samuel T. Anders: just because this is your own special way of brooding doesn't mean you haven't been.)
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Date: 2010-03-30 06:13 pm (UTC)Stupid earworm.He got to his feet, tucked his hands behind his head, and sighed, taking a second or two to actually meet Bel's eyes. "What was wrong with just calling my name?"Possibly the fact that a brick wall might be more perceptive than you've been lately, Sam.
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Date: 2010-03-30 06:35 pm (UTC)OR A TOASTER.He lived with Bridge for two years, remember? Okay, thinking about being toast was slightly preferable than thinking about the Boff Chart. He was an old Fandom hand, he knew how these crazy weekends worked, but he waspretty when he was broodyjust a little too given over to the tendency to think too much to be able to completely blow it off."I know," he answered simply, leaning against the wall. He studied his hands for a moment, then took a breath. "I was doing pretty well there for a while, not thinking about all the Source stuff."
Oh, and there it was.
. . . yeah.
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Date: 2010-03-30 06:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-30 06:49 pm (UTC)He pushed away from the wall with a frustrated exhalation of breath, tapping at his temple a little too hard with one finger. "I know you're not that guy. I know it. Doesn't keep me from remembering."
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Date: 2010-03-30 06:53 pm (UTC)He really was going to have to take off for a few days. Make things easier for Piper and Anders.
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Date: 2010-03-30 07:07 pm (UTC)"You better not frakking be thinking of taking off," he said sternly. See? "I've been thinking about this too much, and I've had enough. We can't both be playing defense all the time, dammit. Won't get us anywhere."
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Date: 2010-03-30 08:16 pm (UTC)Put on a mask and fly around calling myself Eclipse?Just tell me, and I'll do it."no subject
Date: 2010-03-30 08:59 pm (UTC)"Dumbass," he said, putting an absurd amount of affection into the word. "If you really want to do any of that, I won't stop you
but if you pull that Eclipse thing this is so over and I'm throwing a tree at you. I'm here now. I'm not running. So remind me I don't have a reason to."no subject
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Date: 2010-03-31 01:08 am (UTC)The second option was far more immediate, and . . . let's face it, far more interesting.
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Date: 2010-03-31 02:07 am (UTC)If Logan popped up to complain, he'd fireball him.
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Date: 2010-03-31 02:12 am (UTC). . . ahem.
"You're not him," Anders muttered half to himself, muffled against Bel's lips as the words might be.
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Date: 2010-03-31 03:26 am (UTC)Really, really hard to take that as an insult when he was tugging at Bel's clothes, though. He liked this grinding against the wall business . . .
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Date: 2010-03-31 03:36 am (UTC)SPLASH!
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