[but more importantly: WIFE APPROACH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he's there to greet her when she gets to their base, immediately checking her over for any damage. he's almost forgot about what he wanted to show her!]
Are you okay? Do you need anything? [barkbarkbarkbarkbark]
[He is a good husband, truly he is. She's fine, no injuries- her blanket is strapped to her back- she was giving Will some emotional TLC and the blanket helps. She chuckles, reaching out to pat his shoulder. There there, bucko. ]
I'm fine. Honestly. I'm- keeping busy is helping.
[If she doesn't rest enough to think about the fact they're in a goldfish bowl then she's winning, right?]
It, uh... [gosh, it's hard to think under all this sudden... lack of stress.] a hat.
[okay.]
It lets me have brain thoughts. [...] Read brain thoughts. Telepathy! That's it.
[it takes some considerable willpower to force himself to his feet, slipping out from the blanket to pull out the little deer themed bonnet. it is tiny. it is adorable.]
[it is hard for him to coherently explain a concept he doesn't really understand, especially so when he has slept like an hour in the last five months.
...buzz pulls the hat on. the little deer antlers flop down over his eyes. it's kind of adorable.]
I don't think it lets me read your mind just as it is - which, for the record, I would never do without permission. I think we have to be talking to each other. That I can hear. We can hear each other! Like the Fluid, but in our minds. Isn't that great? Seeing as mine is so big and I lost it a couple times.
I doubt I'd have worked mine out without it. The note, I mean.
[It's okay, Buzz. You take your time. ]
That would be a lot easier. We could talk without working about anyone listening in, too. You never know who can access the Fluid, after all. [As private as Jessie can be, she's all for letting Buzz in. She grins, rocking on her heels a little.] So! What're you waiting for? Trying it out!
[She scrunches her face up in concentration and thinks red lorry yellow lorry, red lorry yellow lorry really hard.
I did not consent to have my rear end posted on that profile! I can't delete it!
[he will never say butt. never.]
I can't imagine why. We'll use this as back up-- I'll let any of you guys use it if you need. And... no, I don't want to know how much Woody laughs when he sees it.
I know it doesn't. That's my entire problem with it, Jessie. It almost completely reveals that I'm a toy! I don't want people to know that before I feel comfortable telling them!
[he is so very indignantly angry about it. buzz's face kind of takes on that pouty expression it does when if he had the capability to blush, his face would be beet-red.]
He won't look as good in it as I do, [he says, pushing it up so it's sitting on his head properly. it is just as ridiculous.]
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[unclench? don't know her.]
Are you almost back?
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Sure, just a couple minutes away.
Be there before you know it :)
[She's comin!]
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Are you okay? Do you need anything? [barkbarkbarkbarkbark]
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I'm fine. Honestly. I'm- keeping busy is helping.
[If she doesn't rest enough to think about the fact they're in a goldfish bowl then she's winning, right?]
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[ugh, whatever, wires! the gist is clear; he agrees. he doesn't like it, but he's pretty sure it's what they're all doing.]
Where did you get the blanket?
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Sodder. I just found it with a little note attached. [She pulls it off her back.] Okay, keep still!
[She tosses the blanket over him, and he can instantly feel any of his worries dissolve away- swallowed in a wave of calm. Magical.]
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[it's probably kind of funny how he immediately chills out. how strange! he likes this.]
Oh.
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Pretty great, right? I think it makes you invisible to enemies, too- but not folk out to help you.
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My thing isn't as neat as this, but I like it.
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What does your thing do, anyway? Now you got me curious.
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[okay.]
It lets me have brain thoughts. [...] Read brain thoughts. Telepathy! That's it.
[it takes some considerable willpower to force himself to his feet, slipping out from the blanket to pull out the little deer themed bonnet. it is tiny. it is adorable.]
I have to put it on.
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So you can read my brain thoughts with it? That's pretty brave territory to step into, Space Ranger.
[SHE doesn't like living in her own head, she doubts anyone else would.]
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[it is hard for him to coherently explain a concept he doesn't really understand, especially so when he has slept like an hour in the last five months.
...buzz pulls the hat on. the little deer antlers flop down over his eyes. it's kind of adorable.]
I don't think it lets me read your mind just as it is - which, for the record, I would never do without permission. I think we have to be talking to each other. That I can hear. We can hear each other! Like the Fluid, but in our minds. Isn't that great? Seeing as mine is so big and I lost it a couple times.
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[It's okay, Buzz. You take your time. ]
That would be a lot easier. We could talk without working about anyone listening in, too. You never know who can access the Fluid, after all. [As private as Jessie can be, she's all for letting Buzz in. She grins, rocking on her heels a little.] So! What're you waiting for? Trying it out!
[She scrunches her face up in concentration and thinks red lorry yellow lorry, red lorry yellow lorry really hard.
What did he expect, honestly. ]
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...
...anyway...]
Why lorries?
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It was the first thing that came to mind. It was that or your butt and you get weirdy touchy about that.
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[he pulls it off again and looks at the design.]
I wish it would match my colours better...
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[Buzz don't play Flirt Chicken with her, you will never win. ]
I guess they really lean heavy on the deer motif here.
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[he will never say butt. never.]
I can't imagine why. We'll use this as back up-- I'll let any of you guys use it if you need. And... no, I don't want to know how much Woody laughs when he sees it.
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[Still, it IS a useful piece of kit, ridiculous as it looks and all talk of butts set aside.]
Oh, he's gonna laugh a lot, no doubt about that one. But least it's something we can use.
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[he is so very indignantly angry about it. buzz's face kind of takes on that pouty expression it does when if he had the capability to blush, his face would be beet-red.]
He won't look as good in it as I do, [he says, pushing it up so it's sitting on his head properly. it is just as ridiculous.]
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[She can tell. In her heart of hearts, she sees the blush. She snorts softly.]
Oh no You definitely pull off the look better than anyone.
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