A cowbell is ringing in the background somewhere, vaguely from the area of Steph's cubicle.
Mal sighs. "I've got to fly - Stephanie apparently thinks that 'hygiene'" finger quotes "is more important than my talkin' to folk what are a bit more sane than she is."
"Hey!"
"See you about, miss." A goofy sort of bow, and Mal walks off-screen and allows Stephanie to take a shower.
LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUU LYNNE GOD SO BORED RP'ED WEIR SHE IS SUCH A CRACKY BITCH.
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Feeling around in the long pockets of his coat, Mal fishes out a lollipop for himself, and tosses one to Lynne.
"Steph?" Mal calls, staring upward, "We've got to talk about the me bein' all up in folk's personal journals."
An omniscient yet geeky-as-hell voice calls from a cubicle at the far corner of the journal space.
"But I'm booooooooooooored and I thought it'd be funny!"
Mal sighs, rolling his eyes and looking to Lynne for help.
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Um. I can get you cookies? And--er. Avoid any and all puddles, okay? Sometimes they turn into lakes, and that never ends well.
*looks up*
Steph? THIS IS NOT HELPING MY FEELINGS OF UNREALITY!!
Anyway. Uh. Chairs?
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"Chairs! Yes. And don't worry 'bout the cookies, miss - got to worry on keeping the blubber under control. So I've been told, anyhow."
Two folding chairs materialize, because Steph says so.
"So what's this about unreality, baobei? Tell Cap'n Tightpants all about it."
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*primly*
This isn't that sort of livejournal.
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"There goes my evil lecherous hump reputation again. Sorry."
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*smiles carefully*
Don't worry about it.
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"How do you function?"
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It actually keeps me remarkably cheerful. And insane, of course, but I can take that.
Except. Um. When he's angry.
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"So...are you the one to blame for Niao bein' strange to me, or is that Steph?"
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Um.
I don't know if blame is the right word--
I guess you can blame free-association for a lot of the wackiness.
And since it's my free association . . .
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Somewhere above them both:
"SEE? I told you!"
Undeniably smug.
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"Possibly it is better if you are BEING QUIET."
"Sweet Jesu, yes. I'm trying to RUTTING SLEEP. That means you, too, bird-man."
*frozen expression*
Um. Feel free to ignore that.
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Mal sighs. "I've got to fly - Stephanie apparently thinks that 'hygiene'" finger quotes "is more important than my talkin' to folk what are a bit more sane than she is."
"Hey!"
"See you about, miss." A goofy sort of bow, and Mal walks off-screen and allows Stephanie to take a shower.
LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUU LYNNE GOD SO BORED RP'ED WEIR SHE IS SUCH A CRACKY BITCH.
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Bye!
(AHAHAHA. I LOVE YOU TOO, YOU NUTBAR!!! I am SHOCKED at Weir. SHOCKED, I SAY!!!)
yay clean!
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Hahahaha I think I am helping Sheppard-mun with OOMs for this week's SGA 'Let's watch Weir go crazy with the nanites' episode.
I am not excited.
Nope.
...>D
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This has made my morning. :) Oh, it's been such an odd day.
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I fear it's only gonna get more bizarre.
Stupid Tuesday.
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Crazy-Weir is best ever.
And did you know that, by adding a 'd' to her name, you get WEIRD?
SO MUCH IS ASPLAINED!!