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Who: Euri, John, and Bobby
What: Euri and John break into Bobby's room to search for a lighter but find out that he's regained his bracelet.
When: Day 266
Where: Sigyn 202
Rating: PG to PG-13

[ He awakens from the floor, groggy and finally with his bracelet. Regaining consciousness leaves him uneasy, and his head spins. Walking shakily to his couch, he collapses on it. He needs a little rest first before he can comprehend what happened.

Good thing he's not expecting any company, so he can just relax and wait for the nausea to wear off. Right? ]

Comments

[ex_outofcontrol435]

You're sure you can do it this time.

[Pyro's eyeing her critically as they reach Bobby's door, but the need for his lighter (and a bit of concern about Bobby) have led him back here for a second try.]

[occulthymns]

Positive! [Euri grins confidently, holding up several different kinds of hairclips. Of course, their pins are the important things here, but Legault taught her well and with a larger arsenal of tools she's sure she'll get it this time.]

Just let me know if you see anyone coming. Okay? I don't want to get caught.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

You think I do? If Oswin hears about this, she'll be worse than ever.

[He shifts to stand with his back to her, glancing this way and that. So far, all clear.]

[occulthymns]

I have no idea what you mean.

[She crouches down in front of the door, eyeing the lock carefully before carefully inserting to hairpins. She's running through the lessons Legault gave her as she works, humming absently.]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[He isn't even sure he should mention it, because then Euri might jump on the bandwagon too. Best to leave out the whole "thinks I'm gay for him" part.]

Some people don't get the difference between grudges and enemies.

[occulthymns]

Really?

[There's a very very clear distinction in Witch society, so she sounds genuinely surprised.]

That's one of the most basic things ever. Back home even little kids understand it. [Because if you don't you're kind of screwed.]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Yeah, you'd think so. But being on different sides of a war apparently doesn't mean anything if you went to school together.

[He crosses his arms over his chest, scowling down the hallway.]

I had to stay with him while I was cursed. He's the only one who really knows about my mutation, so he was my best chance of getting my memories back. But she thinks it's some sign that we'll be best buddies in no time.

[occulthymns]

Your relationship with him is complicated.

[That much she's sure of. And it's making it hard for her to fully focus on picking the lock.]

Complicated ones are always the hardest to predict.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Aren't you done yet?

[This conversation is just irritating him. He wants to get his lighter and get out of here.]

[occulthymns]

Be patient. I can't just flick my fingers and have it open. I don't have my magic here.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

You could open locks with your magic?

[That's actually pretty badass.]

[occulthymns]

And paralyze people and a lot of other greats things.

[And there's a click! She's got it this time.]

Hah! There.

bobby's turn!

[ex_outofcontrol435]

I've seen a whole wing of a museum all paralyzed at once before. Right where they stood. Thought time'd stopped at first -

[He stops his idle talk immediately and barges past her at the declaration, knocking her hand off the door handle to turn it himself and continue barging right into Bobby's room.

Only, there's a problem.]

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[ He was sleeping peacefully until John enters. The sudden noise startles Bobby, and he instinctively moves, only to roll over and fall to the floor with an audible thud.

Ouch. ]

[occulthymns]

[She didn't expect any weird noises to come from an empty room. Standing back up she peeks around Pyro and... oh.

Smooth, Bobby. She can't help grinning.]

Well then.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Bobby?! [He crosses over to where Bobby's fallen and crouches down, trying and failing to hide his own smirk. He can't stand the relief he feels at seeing his old friend again, so it's easier to hide in amusement.]

It's a bitch coming back, isn't it?

[congeals]

[ You guys are so nice; thanks for the concern...

He groans irritably, and after holding his head with a hand to steady his blurring vision, he looks up at John. ]

Ugh.

[ He'll be less of a caveman in a minute. ]

[occulthymns]

[She'll shut the door behind her and move to kneel down next to Pyro. She's going to have to defer to Pyro here, she's never gone grey before.]

Is he going to be okay? Does he need some tea?

[She's asking as she lays a hand flat against Bobby's forehead.]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

If you've got one that'll help headache and wanting to puke, it'll be a start. The rest he's gotta wait out.

[And then he sees it. His hand quickly snakes out to snatch the lighter from Bobby's bedside table, and when he goes to open the window under the pretense of letting some fresh air in, he takes the opportunity to hurl his Bic out as far and hard as he can.]

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[ Slowly, he starts to regain his senses and shakes his head. ]

I'm fine. [ What were they doing here? And what happened to him? ...Wait. He became grey, right? Is this how it felt? ]

[occulthymns]

[She'll lower her hand, but she doesn't move away from him. Pyro gets a glance when he throws the Bic out the window, but she can't really be surprised at that.]

You sure? I've got tea that'll help for those things Pyro mentioned.

[She might not like Bobby that much, but it's still hard to shake her motherly side.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Don't be a hero, man. [He casts an exasperated look over his shoulder.] It feels like shit, and she can help. Just take the tea.

[congeals]

[ He's silent for a few seconds, as he considers John's words. Eventually, he nods. ]

Okay.

[occulthymns]

Alright! [She stands giving both of them quick glances.]

It'll be a few minutes, so you two can catch up in the meantime.

[She giggles lately and then she's out the door.]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[He rolls his eyes, glaring her out the door.]

I just told her I hated when Oswin did that. So that was deliberate.