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Jun. 24th, 2002 10:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
windandwater[Scene: GW Common Room]
[Not too much happening tonight. Heero is at the computer, reading over the newsfeeds. Wufei is perched in the chair nearest to him, occassionally reading over his shoulder. Quatre is snoozing in another squashy armchair, piles of paper and bunnies littered all around. Trowa and Duo have called the couch their own, and are currently... occupied on top of it. They've skipped bases entirely, and have moved on to the "We've killed the umpire by spontaneous nosebleed" stage.]
Wufei: [adjusting his glasses and not looking up from his book] While it *is* good to know that you and Duo are not permanently attached at the hip, what brought about this sudden mood swing?
Heero: [sidelong glance] We weren't attached at the *hip*, Chang.
Wufei: [flushes red] You know what I mean!
Heero: [typing rapidly] Duo managed to push another bunny through the fic queue *AND& before you start ranting about the injustice of it all, the Writer seems to be in a good mood. If we can keep her happy, we'll all get work done.
Wufei: [snorts] I've stopped praying for the impossible. But that doesn't answer why -- [breaks off as Duo lets out a rather throaty moan, and a pair of black boxers sails past his head. Both Boyz turn towards the couch and are suddenly preoccupied with watching the scene]
Wufei: [pulls his eyes away and coughs] Ah... yes... uh... where was I?
Heero: [grunts, but doesn't stop his voyeristic actions]
Wufei: Riiight. I still don't know why Duo currently occupied with Trowa when he's doing the fic with *you*.
Heero: [looking a little flushed, both from watching Duo and Trowa and because of his emotions] The fic isn't done yet. The Writer stopped at the part where Duo's angry with me. And confused.
Wufei: [nods sagely] Which means that he's stuck in slut!mode and is willing to fuck everyone *besides* you.
Heero: [nods] Besides, Trowa has been angsting too damn much. If he wants his fic finished, he needs to lighten up a little, since his bunny gets unbearably sappy at the end.
Wufei: Well, Trowa *has* been out of sorts lately. The whole issue of his koppi is worrying to him. It's good for him to get his mind off of such things. He broods more than the rest of us put together.
Heero: [snorts] I don't know what he's worried about. His koppi seems to be a really seme bastard. It's obvious he's high in the other mansion's status quo. At least Trowa's koppi isn't a fucking little flamer.
Wufei: [chuckles, but stops when a pair of leather pants flies through the air and lands at his feet] This is getting tiresome.
Heero: That means you want to join in.
Wufei: Do you think we should wake Quatre?
Heero: Oh, I'm pretty sure we can find more interesting ways of waking Quatre than just tapping his shoulder.
[the two Asians share identical smirks as they strip of their clothes and walk towards the couch]
[Not too much happening tonight. Heero is at the computer, reading over the newsfeeds. Wufei is perched in the chair nearest to him, occassionally reading over his shoulder. Quatre is snoozing in another squashy armchair, piles of paper and bunnies littered all around. Trowa and Duo have called the couch their own, and are currently... occupied on top of it. They've skipped bases entirely, and have moved on to the "We've killed the umpire by spontaneous nosebleed" stage.]
Wufei: [adjusting his glasses and not looking up from his book] While it *is* good to know that you and Duo are not permanently attached at the hip, what brought about this sudden mood swing?
Heero: [sidelong glance] We weren't attached at the *hip*, Chang.
Wufei: [flushes red] You know what I mean!
Heero: [typing rapidly] Duo managed to push another bunny through the fic queue *AND& before you start ranting about the injustice of it all, the Writer seems to be in a good mood. If we can keep her happy, we'll all get work done.
Wufei: [snorts] I've stopped praying for the impossible. But that doesn't answer why -- [breaks off as Duo lets out a rather throaty moan, and a pair of black boxers sails past his head. Both Boyz turn towards the couch and are suddenly preoccupied with watching the scene]
Wufei: [pulls his eyes away and coughs] Ah... yes... uh... where was I?
Heero: [grunts, but doesn't stop his voyeristic actions]
Wufei: Riiight. I still don't know why Duo currently occupied with Trowa when he's doing the fic with *you*.
Heero: [looking a little flushed, both from watching Duo and Trowa and because of his emotions] The fic isn't done yet. The Writer stopped at the part where Duo's angry with me. And confused.
Wufei: [nods sagely] Which means that he's stuck in slut!mode and is willing to fuck everyone *besides* you.
Heero: [nods] Besides, Trowa has been angsting too damn much. If he wants his fic finished, he needs to lighten up a little, since his bunny gets unbearably sappy at the end.
Wufei: Well, Trowa *has* been out of sorts lately. The whole issue of his koppi is worrying to him. It's good for him to get his mind off of such things. He broods more than the rest of us put together.
Heero: [snorts] I don't know what he's worried about. His koppi seems to be a really seme bastard. It's obvious he's high in the other mansion's status quo. At least Trowa's koppi isn't a fucking little flamer.
Wufei: [chuckles, but stops when a pair of leather pants flies through the air and lands at his feet] This is getting tiresome.
Heero: That means you want to join in.
Wufei: Do you think we should wake Quatre?
Heero: Oh, I'm pretty sure we can find more interesting ways of waking Quatre than just tapping his shoulder.
[the two Asians share identical smirks as they strip of their clothes and walk towards the couch]
