GLoG 20/XX: Twenty Times the Awesome

[FireFox]

Ulric eyes Sidone warily, then pulls up a chair a safe distance away. You are Sidone, yes?

[RabbitHoleLost]

Sidone, her breathing finally coming down to a healthy rate, gave Ulric a dark glare with her unnatural bright green eyes.
No, really. They were unnatural. Like, contacts.
"What?"

[FireFox]

Ulric looks away to avoid meeting those unnatural eyes. Miss, I understand that you have no idea where the hell you are. I am working on getting you back to your home, but I will need you to stay here for awhile.
And then he, rather inconviently, deadtimes.

[Beans]

Quaezel hears talkies. She walks, taking her time, to the infirmary. The clicking of her talons upon the floor will probably be sufficiently audible for Sidone to hear, unless she's been blown her eardrums out recently.

[ThePhantom]

"Okay, lets try standing up this time." Marley is finally well enough to stand with some help. "What's your name, young lady?" He asks Sidone.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Runner undeadtimes in the great room. He takes a moment to see who all is in the room with him.

[billtodamax]

Greg hears a scream, but doesn't recognize it and is too lazy to send out a probe. He looks around the great room and sees Vlad and Runner.

[The Bushranger]

Dani heads for the kitchen, hungry as a wolf...

[FireFox]

Sam enters the kitchen, gun leading. After a quick visual sweep of the room she holsters it and nods tiredly to Dani.

[Morty]

Wenomir is already in the kitchen, drinking something. As he's in as dark a mood as usual, he just nods at both women.

[FireFox]

((Blegh, deadtime...))

[The Bushranger]

((sorry, got distracted))

Dani smiles and waves cheerfully at Sam as she prepares one of her super-Dagwoods, and does the same to Wenomir regardless of mood before hopping up on the counter to eat.

[Morty]

Wenomir sighs.
I see you're enjoying your stay here.

[The Bushranger]

Dani giggles and nods. Oh yeah! It's awesome! And it's not just a stay, it's where I belong now!

((deadtime in 6 minutes))

[Morty]

Well, that's good to hear. I... guess it's my home too now. It's weird.

[The Bushranger]

Yeah it seems a little funny sometimes. Dani grins and licks some mayonnaise off her fingers, idly kicking her legs against the cabinets from her perch on the countertop. But it's always good to be in a place with people you love and care about and who are your friends too!

((and I'm off))

[Morty]

Wenomir continues to drink whatever he's drinking.

[Dirk Kris]

Dirk Kris pops into GLoG headquarters, choking on the suphur-scented cloud his teleportation produces. He stands and cracks his neck noisily, an impish grin on his face. Thrusting his hands into the air, he murmurs something quietly in a low, gutteral language. Bursts of color appear above his open palms. Smirking, he says a single word. "Go." As if possessed, the balls of color fly through the air. Some splatter against the walls in a messy explosion, some streak through the air and leave messy trails along the ceilings, walls, and floors. Perhaps a few unaware GLoG members are hit too. Chuckling, Dirk disappears in another cloud of foul-smelling smoke.

[Reinholdt]

Butler, having recovered from the red-cap beating, as colors hit him. He grins slightly, as he's covered in goop that needs to be washed off... until he sees it's all over.

He sighs at the mess that now encompasses GLoG, and goes to get the scrub brush. It's going to be a busy day today it seems.

[Fredthefighter]

Johnny walks into the greatroom, with a comicbook in one hand and a spellbook in the other.
Hey Butler, how are you?
Johnny smiles.
You've got a little bit of paint or something on you.
He chuckles slightly.
Need any help?

[Reinholdt]

Butler looks up for a bit. He hasn't bothered cleaning himself up first because he knows he's just going to get it all over him as he cleans the base. He's waiting until later to make himself nice and shiny again. "I'm good sir. I've got it sir. Thank you sir. Can I do anything else for you sir?"

Butler performs any domestic request Johnny has, then resumes cleaning up the mess.

((deadtime cause I'm just as busy as Butler in a way right now and can't devote more than a random post or two))

[Fredthefighter]

(No problem, it is life, as the french would say "C'est la vie")
Johnny makes no requests, picks up his books, sits down on a chair and begins reading, every so often he'll swap between the two books.
Okay, if you don't need any help I'll just sit here then.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Runner undeadtimes and finds himself covered in paint. He sighs a little. Then he holds up a finger, and it transforms into a cleaning brush, which he starts using.

[Darkcomet]

DC teleports in from the garden, undeadtiming for the first time in a couple of days. He floats out into the great room, looking at the mess.

What happened here?

[KerfuffleMach2]

Runner shrugs a little. Not sure. I did not see the event.

[Beans]

Quaezel undeadtimes as well, and looks around at the aforementioned mess.
Reminds me of my room when I was 10...

[Darkcomet]

DC ponders the mess. Seems awfully immature... Like something Magtok or Vespe would do back when they were around.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Maybe it is a sign of their return?

[Darkcomet]

DC thinks for a moment. Maybe someone should check the security footage-of course, I don't have that authority.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Where is the nearest access terminal? I might be able to see.