...dammit, it's raining again...!
Jan. 28th, 2005 08:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lavandarlizard2And the moss on my north side is spreading! Crap! 0.0
Another week like the last. A few more like this and I'll be writing in a rubber room. Why, oh, why are coworkers so often blithering idiots?
On a more positive note, the Chibi Problem idea hamsters have finally shown up. Looking disgustingly tanned and well-rested, the little furry shits. They swear that the plot bunnies will be home soon as well. I dunno; I'm suspicious of anything a hamster says these days. We'll see... >.<
For now, it's enough that the BFB hamsters are working double shifts. You wouldn't believe the stuff that's bouncing around the inside of my head... *sigh* If I could just get it to come *out*!
BFB - 087f - Strange Days V
Well. We had an interesting ‘moment’ today. For a minute or two, I thought Wufei was going to disembowel someone. For a minute, I wanted to help him...
Trowa’s cousin, Rowdy, is visiting for a few days. Trowa brought him to the office to introduce him to us. Apparently, the Were is considering moving to the town. He’s alleged to be a very good mechanic.
What he is not, is observant.
Trowa introduced Rowdy to me and Moira and took him over to meet Duo. Between that introduction and the acknowledgement from Duo, Enrique called to Trowa with a question and Trowa went to help him.
Rowdy flashed a delightfully crooked grin Duo’s direction and leaned in on the Banshee, purring huskily, “Trowa talks about you all the time, but he never mentioned how flat-out gorgeous you are.” And he took a step towards the decidedly wide-eyed and nonplused Banshee. Duo backed against the files with a gasp; I could see him starting to panic. The psychological fallout of the incident still fresh in everyone’s minds is still very much with that youngster; he does not take kindly to being cornered.
Before he could react, though, the snarl of a very pissed-off Dragon telegraphed that same Dragon’s flying leap across the room. Wufei landed bodily on Rowdy’s back, slamming him into the file cabinets a foot from where Duo had frozen.
“Don’t you even *think* about pulling that shit with him!” Wufei roared. “I’ll chop you up and feed you to the wombats, you furry pervert!”
By that time, Trowa had started toward them, looking indignant. The indignant look vanished as Duo slowly slid down to the floor, glassy-eyed and hyperventilating. Trowa adjusted his trajectory and rushed to the stunned Banshee.
It sounds like an awfully long time, I know, but really it was only a matter of seconds. And I was out of my chair and across the room almost as fast as Wufei. I grabbed Wufei’s collar and pulled him off Rowdy, then grabbed Rowdy.
“Trowa! Take this!” And I slung Rowdy at him. Wufei stumbled over a chair and ended up sitting on the floor in front of Duo. He took the opportunity to wrap his arms around Duo’s shoulders.
“It’s okay, Duo!” he cried. “He’s just an idiot; he didn’t mean anything! It’s all right.”
Trowa caught Rowdy, nearly falling with the impact.
“Trowa, I’m sure we’ll all enjoy your cousin’s visit eventually, but right now, *get him the hell out of here before Heero comes back*!” That threat was all it took; our Were-Puma grabbed his confused cousin and headed for the stairs. I closed my eyes and concentrated, but felt no hint of impending doom, so I was reasonably sure that Heero was still at the school. That was all we *didn’t* need; for Heero to walk in right now.
It has taken a couple of days for Duo to convince Heero that he didn’t need to be at the Banshee's elbow every minute of the day; if he walked in right now and saw Duo like this, Duo would be lucky to be able to go to the bathroom alone.
Just now, Duo leaned against Wufei, letting the Were-Dragon pat his back and insist that there was nothing to be afraid of. The ashen tone of Duo’s skin, if nothing else, let me know that he was recovering from a great fright. I made a decision then.
“Wufei, would you mind giving Duo and me a moment?” He didn’t like it; he didn’t want to let go, and it looked for a moment like he would tell me to get stuffed. His manners and innate good sense kicked in before he could make that error though.
“Duo? I’ll be at my desk, okay?” The Banshee nodded shakily and Wufei left us.
I took Duo’s hands and pulled him to his feet and over to my desk. I have a half-assed partition that gives the illusion of privacy, since I am often on the phone or the fire. It doesn’t do much to actually screen voices, but everyone else had moved as far from my area as politely possible, without actually leaving the room.
I parked Duo on the edge of my desk and sat down to look up at him; I didn’t want him to feeling I was looming.
“Duo, I won’t ask what’s going on; it’s none of my business, but I will say that if you ever want to talk, about anything, I will listen. And I will not give advice unless you ask for it,” I smiled. He returned the smile wanly.
“Thanks... Sorry about that,” he murmured with a twitch of his shoulder. “I... Um... He startled me.”
“That’s all right, Duo; not your fault. As you say, he startled you. Do you want to go home?”
His head jerked up. “No! I’m okay! I can- I-“ He hesitated and seemed to wilt before me. “I guess maybe I should,” he muttered with a sigh.
I took a guess. “Heero made you promise, didn’t he?”
“Yeah... If I feel the least bit stressed, I have to go home. At least for this week,” he sighed.
“Wufei can walk you back; get an early lunch. And Banshee? My offer stands; anytime, about anything or nothing.”
“Okay. Thanks, Tiffany.” He reached out and gave me a hug before easing back to his desk to gather his things.
“Wufei. Walk Duo home, please. And feed him along the way.”
The grumpy dragon lit up like a neon sign and bounced to his feet in a good imitation of Duo.
...tbc...
Another week like the last. A few more like this and I'll be writing in a rubber room. Why, oh, why are coworkers so often blithering idiots?
On a more positive note, the Chibi Problem idea hamsters have finally shown up. Looking disgustingly tanned and well-rested, the little furry shits. They swear that the plot bunnies will be home soon as well. I dunno; I'm suspicious of anything a hamster says these days. We'll see... >.<
For now, it's enough that the BFB hamsters are working double shifts. You wouldn't believe the stuff that's bouncing around the inside of my head... *sigh* If I could just get it to come *out*!
BFB - 087f - Strange Days V
Well. We had an interesting ‘moment’ today. For a minute or two, I thought Wufei was going to disembowel someone. For a minute, I wanted to help him...
Trowa’s cousin, Rowdy, is visiting for a few days. Trowa brought him to the office to introduce him to us. Apparently, the Were is considering moving to the town. He’s alleged to be a very good mechanic.
What he is not, is observant.
Trowa introduced Rowdy to me and Moira and took him over to meet Duo. Between that introduction and the acknowledgement from Duo, Enrique called to Trowa with a question and Trowa went to help him.
Rowdy flashed a delightfully crooked grin Duo’s direction and leaned in on the Banshee, purring huskily, “Trowa talks about you all the time, but he never mentioned how flat-out gorgeous you are.” And he took a step towards the decidedly wide-eyed and nonplused Banshee. Duo backed against the files with a gasp; I could see him starting to panic. The psychological fallout of the incident still fresh in everyone’s minds is still very much with that youngster; he does not take kindly to being cornered.
Before he could react, though, the snarl of a very pissed-off Dragon telegraphed that same Dragon’s flying leap across the room. Wufei landed bodily on Rowdy’s back, slamming him into the file cabinets a foot from where Duo had frozen.
“Don’t you even *think* about pulling that shit with him!” Wufei roared. “I’ll chop you up and feed you to the wombats, you furry pervert!”
By that time, Trowa had started toward them, looking indignant. The indignant look vanished as Duo slowly slid down to the floor, glassy-eyed and hyperventilating. Trowa adjusted his trajectory and rushed to the stunned Banshee.
It sounds like an awfully long time, I know, but really it was only a matter of seconds. And I was out of my chair and across the room almost as fast as Wufei. I grabbed Wufei’s collar and pulled him off Rowdy, then grabbed Rowdy.
“Trowa! Take this!” And I slung Rowdy at him. Wufei stumbled over a chair and ended up sitting on the floor in front of Duo. He took the opportunity to wrap his arms around Duo’s shoulders.
“It’s okay, Duo!” he cried. “He’s just an idiot; he didn’t mean anything! It’s all right.”
Trowa caught Rowdy, nearly falling with the impact.
“Trowa, I’m sure we’ll all enjoy your cousin’s visit eventually, but right now, *get him the hell out of here before Heero comes back*!” That threat was all it took; our Were-Puma grabbed his confused cousin and headed for the stairs. I closed my eyes and concentrated, but felt no hint of impending doom, so I was reasonably sure that Heero was still at the school. That was all we *didn’t* need; for Heero to walk in right now.
It has taken a couple of days for Duo to convince Heero that he didn’t need to be at the Banshee's elbow every minute of the day; if he walked in right now and saw Duo like this, Duo would be lucky to be able to go to the bathroom alone.
Just now, Duo leaned against Wufei, letting the Were-Dragon pat his back and insist that there was nothing to be afraid of. The ashen tone of Duo’s skin, if nothing else, let me know that he was recovering from a great fright. I made a decision then.
“Wufei, would you mind giving Duo and me a moment?” He didn’t like it; he didn’t want to let go, and it looked for a moment like he would tell me to get stuffed. His manners and innate good sense kicked in before he could make that error though.
“Duo? I’ll be at my desk, okay?” The Banshee nodded shakily and Wufei left us.
I took Duo’s hands and pulled him to his feet and over to my desk. I have a half-assed partition that gives the illusion of privacy, since I am often on the phone or the fire. It doesn’t do much to actually screen voices, but everyone else had moved as far from my area as politely possible, without actually leaving the room.
I parked Duo on the edge of my desk and sat down to look up at him; I didn’t want him to feeling I was looming.
“Duo, I won’t ask what’s going on; it’s none of my business, but I will say that if you ever want to talk, about anything, I will listen. And I will not give advice unless you ask for it,” I smiled. He returned the smile wanly.
“Thanks... Sorry about that,” he murmured with a twitch of his shoulder. “I... Um... He startled me.”
“That’s all right, Duo; not your fault. As you say, he startled you. Do you want to go home?”
His head jerked up. “No! I’m okay! I can- I-“ He hesitated and seemed to wilt before me. “I guess maybe I should,” he muttered with a sigh.
I took a guess. “Heero made you promise, didn’t he?”
“Yeah... If I feel the least bit stressed, I have to go home. At least for this week,” he sighed.
“Wufei can walk you back; get an early lunch. And Banshee? My offer stands; anytime, about anything or nothing.”
“Okay. Thanks, Tiffany.” He reached out and gave me a hug before easing back to his desk to gather his things.
“Wufei. Walk Duo home, please. And feed him along the way.”
The grumpy dragon lit up like a neon sign and bounced to his feet in a good imitation of Duo.
...tbc...
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Date: 2005-01-29 03:40 pm (UTC)I have the impression that conversation is not something Rowdy indulges in very often. Trowa's a little miffed, but he's more happy that nothing worse happened. That's okay; Rowdy's going to do something nice to make up for it. *snerk!* Well, it'll make *someone* smile. ~_^
All Duo really needs to say is that he felt tired or stressed; Heero isn't going to split hairs since Duo didn't have to be dragged out kicking and screaming.
Do you seriously think anyone in that office will *tell* Heero?!