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writetomyheart2019-03-28 09:37 pm
bluedreaming) wrote in writetomyheart2019-03-28 09:37 pm
[team two] o'seara buna [team sonic] tongue dried
[team two]
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ext_4265261 you’re up! First words are here. (Don’t get confused by my double post with sonic, sorry about that!)
A hassle is nothing new—Hux has pretty much seen it all at this point. Even though he's just been promoted to director of an agency he didn't even know existed before today.
The Service Weapon is cool in his hand, and probably lighter than it should be, though it's heavy enough. Above him, the arched boughs of a maple tree are heavy with reddened leaves, despite the fact that, outside the Oldest House, it's still spring.
“When did this vampire problem begin?” he asks the Head of Research, who looks more like a cross between martial arts monk and an aspiring cinematic antagonist. Hux is beginning to get the picture.
Kylo Ren runs a damp paper towel over his bare arm, brushing away the tattered remains of what definitely wasn't a lab coat. His hand comes away red—Kylo drops the towel in the garbage receptacle and pulls another from the dispenser.
“There's an Altered Item in lab four that might be the problem,” he replies, and Hux nods. It's going to be a long first day at this office.
[team sonic]
First words from black sugar.
“Sounds good to me,” Arthur says, because of course he would. Merlin just rolls his eyes, and gets on with his homework.
“Shut up,” Arthur says to the top of Merlin’s bent head, which is annoying, but Merlin’s trained him out of poking him so that's okay. Bursts of stored of static electricity are pretty useful, and it keeps the lights from flickering if he doesn't do something with it.
“Just finish your problem sets,” Merlin says, and plugs his headphones back in.
“So what are we going as?” Arthur asks as they're brushing their teeth before bed. Merlin grins at himself in the mirror before spitting the toothpaste out, just because his mum’s not here at uni to scold him. Besides, his charcoal toothpaste makes a brilliant mess.
“Urgh,” Arthur complains as he spots his peppy mint and white foam into the sink and running the tap. “Your toothpaste looks vile.”
“I think you confused vile with fabulous,” Merlin retorts, lifting a cupped palm of water to his mouth to rinse out the black remnants. Arthur just shakes his head, as though he's any less immature.
“Anyway, so, Halloween,” Arthur continues, undeterred. “Morgan's going to be something ridiculous as usual, and Gwen won't even tell me what she and Lance are doing. You'd better have a good idea.” He glares at Merlin’s reflection through the mirror, probably still miffed that his idea of Iron Man and Captain America was rebuffed.
“We’re going to be ghosts,” Merlin says, and purposefully doesn't elaborate, just to get a rise out of Arthur. He isn't disappointed.
ext_4265261 you’re up! First words are here. (Don’t get confused by my double post with sonic, sorry about that!)A hassle is nothing new—Hux has pretty much seen it all at this point. Even though he's just been promoted to director of an agency he didn't even know existed before today.
The Service Weapon is cool in his hand, and probably lighter than it should be, though it's heavy enough. Above him, the arched boughs of a maple tree are heavy with reddened leaves, despite the fact that, outside the Oldest House, it's still spring.
“When did this vampire problem begin?” he asks the Head of Research, who looks more like a cross between martial arts monk and an aspiring cinematic antagonist. Hux is beginning to get the picture.
Kylo Ren runs a damp paper towel over his bare arm, brushing away the tattered remains of what definitely wasn't a lab coat. His hand comes away red—Kylo drops the towel in the garbage receptacle and pulls another from the dispenser.
“There's an Altered Item in lab four that might be the problem,” he replies, and Hux nods. It's going to be a long first day at this office.
[team sonic]
First words from black sugar.
“Sounds good to me,” Arthur says, because of course he would. Merlin just rolls his eyes, and gets on with his homework.
“Shut up,” Arthur says to the top of Merlin’s bent head, which is annoying, but Merlin’s trained him out of poking him so that's okay. Bursts of stored of static electricity are pretty useful, and it keeps the lights from flickering if he doesn't do something with it.
“Just finish your problem sets,” Merlin says, and plugs his headphones back in.
“So what are we going as?” Arthur asks as they're brushing their teeth before bed. Merlin grins at himself in the mirror before spitting the toothpaste out, just because his mum’s not here at uni to scold him. Besides, his charcoal toothpaste makes a brilliant mess.
“Urgh,” Arthur complains as he spots his peppy mint and white foam into the sink and running the tap. “Your toothpaste looks vile.”
“I think you confused vile with fabulous,” Merlin retorts, lifting a cupped palm of water to his mouth to rinse out the black remnants. Arthur just shakes his head, as though he's any less immature.
“Anyway, so, Halloween,” Arthur continues, undeterred. “Morgan's going to be something ridiculous as usual, and Gwen won't even tell me what she and Lance are doing. You'd better have a good idea.” He glares at Merlin’s reflection through the mirror, probably still miffed that his idea of Iron Man and Captain America was rebuffed.
“We’re going to be ghosts,” Merlin says, and purposefully doesn't elaborate, just to get a rise out of Arthur. He isn't disappointed.