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Jun. 21st, 2002 12:18 pm
Jun. 21st, 2002
consciousness
Jun. 21st, 2002 12:18 pmi'm awake. at least for the moment. my lunch was vanilla pudding and apple juice and now i'm just waiting for the drugs to kick in before i get rightly nauseus and go to sleep again.
let's see how long i last, ne?
let's see how long i last, ne?
getting cracked out
Jun. 21st, 2002 12:34 pm[Scene: GW Common Room]
Quatre: [looking up from the newsfeeds] Oh, it looks like there are more mirror versions of us.
Wufei: [looking over his shoulder] Is this good or bad?
Trowa: I say bad. Their version of me is koppied from the "System of a Down" mode!shift.
Quatre: [sympathetic] It's alright, Trowa. Everyone in *this* place has a cracked out mode!shift. You're entitled to one, too.
Trowa: But even *I* don't remember what kind of bunnycrack I was on when that songfic bunny attacked me.
Quatre: Trowa! Stop blaming yourself! As long as *I* live here, no one's going to top me for cracked out fics.
Trowa: I suppose you're right.
Wufei: [looking around] Where are Heero and Duo?
Quatre: [blushes] Where do you think?
Wufei: [turns red] Are they *still* having sex?
Trowa: It's the HP crowd. The Writer re-read all of the books and some well-chosen fanfic, and now the HP Wing is rallying to push themselves through the queue.
Quatre: I can't say I blame them. Sirius *is* a very nice bit of eye-candy.
[Trowa and Wufei manage to look affronted]
Quatre: Ah! You can't blame me for noticing! You know where I sleep at night, anyway.
Quatre: [looking up from the newsfeeds] Oh, it looks like there are more mirror versions of us.
Wufei: [looking over his shoulder] Is this good or bad?
Trowa: I say bad. Their version of me is koppied from the "System of a Down" mode!shift.
Quatre: [sympathetic] It's alright, Trowa. Everyone in *this* place has a cracked out mode!shift. You're entitled to one, too.
Trowa: But even *I* don't remember what kind of bunnycrack I was on when that songfic bunny attacked me.
Quatre: Trowa! Stop blaming yourself! As long as *I* live here, no one's going to top me for cracked out fics.
Trowa: I suppose you're right.
Wufei: [looking around] Where are Heero and Duo?
Quatre: [blushes] Where do you think?
Wufei: [turns red] Are they *still* having sex?
Trowa: It's the HP crowd. The Writer re-read all of the books and some well-chosen fanfic, and now the HP Wing is rallying to push themselves through the queue.
Quatre: I can't say I blame them. Sirius *is* a very nice bit of eye-candy.
[Trowa and Wufei manage to look affronted]
Quatre: Ah! You can't blame me for noticing! You know where I sleep at night, anyway.
:::goes pale:::
Jun. 21st, 2002 12:36 pmi'm all dizzy again.
this shit works fast.
oyasumi nasai. i'll be up again in six hours to take more medicine and have dinner.
this shit works fast.
oyasumi nasai. i'll be up again in six hours to take more medicine and have dinner.
rivalry...
Jun. 21st, 2002 07:21 pm[Scene: GW Common Room]
[Trowa is reading through the newsfeeds, as usual. His hair is wet and slightly disheveled. Quatre is at his desk, going over WEI paperwork, his hair is wet, too.]
Trowa: [frowning] "Improved version"?
Wufei: [wandering in. He's rubbing a towel against his wet hair and he's got another one tied loosely around his hips] What was that?
Trowa: [quietly seething... but this is Trowa, so his expression doesn't change much] I can't believe this. The koppi of me actually thinks he's *better* than me.
Wufei: [skims over the newsfeed and covers a snort of laughter] They usually do.
Quatre: [raising his head from his work] Trowa... are you actually... *jealous* of yourself?
Trowa: [affronted] I am *not* jealous of myself!
[Duo comes bouncing into the room, plopping himself directly into Trowa's lap and stealing a kiss (and the newsfeeds). His hair is also wet, and hanging loose]
Duo: [grinning as he reads] Yo, Tro-babe. It looks like you have competition!
Trowa: [mutters] I do *not*...
Duo: [kisses Trowa again] Don't worry, babe! We know which one is the best. Unless you're planning on settling the score with your otherself *personally*.
Heero: [enters the room with his hair wet and only wearing a pair of faded jeans] Trowa will *not* be fucking his counterpart into insensibility, Duo.
Duo: [winks] Why not? It worked out okay between me and WT!Duo.
Quatre: That was different. and besides, you're both hedonists.
Duo: Ah! You say that like it's a bad thing!
Wufei: [arches an eyebrow] That's not off the mark. Between the two of you, the other four of us hardly got any sleep.
Duo: You weren't complaining at the time.
Trowa: [puts his hand over Duo's mouth the shut him up] I will *not* be fucking my counterpart. Ever. Unlike you, Duo, some of us think that some things are just to kinky to be contemplated.
Quatre: Even though seeing two Trowas going at it would be pretty hot.
Trowa: Quatre! Please. Don't encourage anyone!
[Trowa is reading through the newsfeeds, as usual. His hair is wet and slightly disheveled. Quatre is at his desk, going over WEI paperwork, his hair is wet, too.]
Trowa: [frowning] "Improved version"?
Wufei: [wandering in. He's rubbing a towel against his wet hair and he's got another one tied loosely around his hips] What was that?
Trowa: [quietly seething... but this is Trowa, so his expression doesn't change much] I can't believe this. The koppi of me actually thinks he's *better* than me.
Wufei: [skims over the newsfeed and covers a snort of laughter] They usually do.
Quatre: [raising his head from his work] Trowa... are you actually... *jealous* of yourself?
Trowa: [affronted] I am *not* jealous of myself!
[Duo comes bouncing into the room, plopping himself directly into Trowa's lap and stealing a kiss (and the newsfeeds). His hair is also wet, and hanging loose]
Duo: [grinning as he reads] Yo, Tro-babe. It looks like you have competition!
Trowa: [mutters] I do *not*...
Duo: [kisses Trowa again] Don't worry, babe! We know which one is the best. Unless you're planning on settling the score with your otherself *personally*.
Heero: [enters the room with his hair wet and only wearing a pair of faded jeans] Trowa will *not* be fucking his counterpart into insensibility, Duo.
Duo: [winks] Why not? It worked out okay between me and WT!Duo.
Quatre: That was different. and besides, you're both hedonists.
Duo: Ah! You say that like it's a bad thing!
Wufei: [arches an eyebrow] That's not off the mark. Between the two of you, the other four of us hardly got any sleep.
Duo: You weren't complaining at the time.
Trowa: [puts his hand over Duo's mouth the shut him up] I will *not* be fucking my counterpart. Ever. Unlike you, Duo, some of us think that some things are just to kinky to be contemplated.
Quatre: Even though seeing two Trowas going at it would be pretty hot.
Trowa: Quatre! Please. Don't encourage anyone!
