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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? ]

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[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?

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[ 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.

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[ 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.

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[ Her laughter and his comment go unnoticed by Bobby for the moment. With a sigh, he pushes himself off the ground into a sitting position. ]

What're you doing here?

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Getting my lighter back. [He holds it up, eyebrows arched.

But he's sticking around, so that answer falls a bit flat.]

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So you broke into my room --

[ Nope. He'll stop right there. Honestly, once he says it aloud, he realizes he's not surprised.

However, there's one thing that seems amiss. ]

-- with Euri?

[ This is a copy of Oswin's idea. Out of everyone, he'd expect her to be his accomplice. ]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

She asked why I didn't have my lighter, I told her, she offered to help.

[He huffs.]

I tried on my own, but the locks here are weird. Old-fashioned.

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[ Leaning his head against a seat cushion, he tries to focus on thinking clearly while the dizziness wears off. ]

How long was I gone?

[ex_outofcontrol435]

About two weeks. I got over my curse and you were gone.

[And that's already made things super-awkward, because they had real periods of getting along during his curse, not to mention Bobby bending over backward to help him. He was like a kid, scared of his own shadow, and Bobby guided him through all of it.

He knows what he should say, but he's so bad at it.]

I'm fine now. [No, that's the wrong thing.]

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[ It might be the wrong thing, but it's oddly reassuring in its own way. He nods, a small smile beginning to form. ]

Good.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Because of you.

[There, that's got to be enough. Subject over.]

This'll pass, anyway. You'll feel messed up for awhile, and probably pissed that you can't remember two weeks of your life, but it'll pass.