yes, well.

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[In this hall, any passerby will find an Even. He's making his way down the hall, opening every door that looks like a closet in search of something. What is that something? Mostly a new labcoat, because, as you can see if you look at the one he has draped over his arm, his old one's kind of burned through right in the middle.

Someone wasn't thinking clearly when he reorganized the acid cabinet, evidently. Anyway, he's just kind of trudging along, pulling open doors and looking dissatisfied with the contents, until he gets to one that dumps a sheer mountain of Cadbury eggs at his feet. And he just frowns at them. Ankle-deep in chocolate eggs? Most people would be happy.

Even is not most people.]

Honestly.

[ooc: the Easter post is to blame for this.
oh, and I guess the eggs aren't event!eggs. they're just tortureEven!eggs.]

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[triqqerhappy.livejournal.com]

Actually, you missed me eating it. [ Alibi's, what is that. ]

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

I watched you put it in your coat pocket.

[pause.]

The coat that I distinctly remember leaving on my floor not long afterward.

[triqqerhappy.livejournal.com]

Then you forgot I removed it from the coat you distinctly remember leaving on the floor.

[ Cracks the egg, oh look a toy -- ]

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

And you ate it sometime between arriving in my lab and putting your tongue down my throat, did you?

[triqqerhappy.livejournal.com]

I was tempted, so I had a taste.

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[face of unbeliever.]

[triqqerhappy.livejournal.com]

[ Oh god I totally forgot he had the cookie. Finishes it off -- ]

Spill it out, Evan.

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[this face.]

Never mind. I suppose I don't have anything to feel guilty about.

[because. feelings Braig cannot explain idk Even's weird--]

[triqqerhappy.livejournal.com]

[ ... hurk, considering Braig still has a heart -- pushing that feeling aside. ] Just so you know, I thought you'd threaten me with acid on my face.

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

You've never taken my threats of acid seriously.

[triqqerhappy.livejournal.com]

You were a little drugged, so I decided to be a little more cautious this time.

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

Because taking advantage of me is a wonderful idea. I should throw acid on you now.

[triqqerhappy.livejournal.com]

Okay, next time I'm locking you up in your lab.

[ Pausing -- ] You would have liked that better, huh?

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[... folds arms, frowns.]

I'm not even going to answer that.

[triqqerhappy.livejournal.com]

So.

What would you have preferred?

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[GLOWER.]

[triqqerhappy.livejournal.com]

[ Someone's waiting for it, you know. Waiting. ]

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[wait harder. Even has a will of steel.]

[triqqerhappy.livejournal.com]

[ WON'T YOU JUST SAY IT look. ]

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[YOU FIRST face.]

[triqqerhappy.livejournal.com]

[ BUT I'M A GUY FULL OF SECRET -- ]

What?

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

I don't even know why I bother with you.

[triqqerhappy.livejournal.com]

[ If this is Braig's cue to say I'm sorry, it'll be delayed a bit. ]

Well, I've kinda known you for five years. Doesn't that count?

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

Marginally.

[triqqerhappy.livejournal.com]

[ Raises his hands as if defeat. ]

I have a feeling 'sorry' won't cut it.