He listened intently –making a mental note to save the word 'stultifyingly', as it was hitting his giggle circuit better than anything had in the past few days (as far as he could tell, what with Time being)–, agreeing in all the appropriate places.
Then there's a snort at the comment of using the Earth as a fixer-upper, and then he muttered, "Well, you are," to well-located point, before watching the boy halt with a question. Oh, that was achingly familiar, for many more reasons than one, in fact. –How many times did you say, "They don't have to know," to him? To each other?–
He shook his head 'no' saying, "Cross both hearts," which he did, "never die," which he nearly didn't, "stick this cortex fusion graphter in my eye," and he spun the blowtorch/can opener between his fingers - not an easy feat in gloves like that.
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Date: 2007-11-30 05:46 am (UTC)Then there's a snort at the comment of using the Earth as a fixer-upper, and then he muttered, "Well, you are," to well-located point, before watching the boy halt with a question. Oh, that was achingly familiar, for many more reasons than one, in fact. –How many times did you say, "They don't have to know," to him? To each other?–
He shook his head 'no' saying, "Cross both hearts," which he did, "never die," which he nearly didn't, "stick this cortex fusion graphter in my eye," and he spun the blowtorch/can opener between his fingers - not an easy feat in gloves like that.