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master_trovenIt was really bound to happen.
Phoenix was always telling him that he needed to be more careful That he needed to watch where he put his socks. That he should have his labratory there. And that he should stop drinking prune juice because it made his breath smell funny. But that last one had absolutely nothing to do with what just happened. Neither did the socks. But Phoenix did mention them constantly.
Of course this probably at all doesn't explain the sudden explosion from the lab. Strange colored smoke starts leaking out from under the door. Every where it touches warps into queer and unusual wallpaper patterns. Even the light bulbs. Likely some part of the new wallpaper is rather like the sort found in Willy Wonka's factory complete with snozzleberry.
A few moments after the smoke starts, Alec bolts out of the room and slams the door shut.
He could be heard cursing in strange and unusual languages as he worked on locking the door. Really, really locking the door. In several dimensions and in several undimensions.
Strangely, perhaps, an 'oops' wasn't heard right before the explosion.
Phoenix was always telling him that he needed to be more careful That he needed to watch where he put his socks. That he should have his labratory there. And that he should stop drinking prune juice because it made his breath smell funny. But that last one had absolutely nothing to do with what just happened. Neither did the socks. But Phoenix did mention them constantly.
Of course this probably at all doesn't explain the sudden explosion from the lab. Strange colored smoke starts leaking out from under the door. Every where it touches warps into queer and unusual wallpaper patterns. Even the light bulbs. Likely some part of the new wallpaper is rather like the sort found in Willy Wonka's factory complete with snozzleberry.
A few moments after the smoke starts, Alec bolts out of the room and slams the door shut.
He could be heard cursing in strange and unusual languages as he worked on locking the door. Really, really locking the door. In several dimensions and in several undimensions.
Strangely, perhaps, an 'oops' wasn't heard right before the explosion.
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Date: 2010-05-17 12:17 am (UTC)He's beginning to give up on that one, and takes out his frustration by aiming the blaster at the sparkle-dust, firing, and burning several holes in the floor.
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Date: 2010-05-17 12:22 am (UTC)"Well... he only seems to go into kitchen tables in places that I live." Alec scratches his chin. "Maybe he's haunting me."
"You're fixing that."
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Date: 2010-05-17 12:29 am (UTC)"Okay, fine. We're gonna have to age her up and pack her off to boarding school. Or do that there tragic death thing you mentioned. Or fucking kill the bitch ourselves...!" More firing... He does have some immunity to these creatures, but is still very unhappy about the contagious nature of the dust.
"Don't worry, I'll fix it, okay? After."
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Date: 2010-05-17 12:33 am (UTC)That and the dust leaves a stain.
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Date: 2010-05-17 02:32 am (UTC)He does actually quit with the ineffective strategy of shooting at things.
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Date: 2010-05-18 05:40 pm (UTC)"Daddy? Where are you daddy?"
"Fuck," Alec says.
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Date: 2010-05-18 08:09 pm (UTC)"You're not to open the motherfucking door until she's in her nineties."
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Date: 2010-05-24 08:03 pm (UTC)"Phoenix. Darling. Love of some of my lives. How old are you?"
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Date: 2010-05-25 04:18 am (UTC)"You've created a motherfuckin' IMMORTAL???"
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Date: 2010-05-25 05:49 am (UTC)Really, why does Phoenix think he keeps them in jars?
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Date: 2010-05-26 04:41 am (UTC)Bizarrely perhaps, he's never associated things living in jars with immortality.
With the possible exception of Ori.