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Characters: Irving Braxiatel (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
trechier) and Bernice Summerfield (brandyhabit)
Location: The Collection
Time: after merging
Summary: Waking up in a merged reality is crazy.
Warnings: Swearing and cliches and other terrifying things?
Benny burst through the doors of Irving Braxiatel's office in what some might call a huff. She did not care. She did not care for the calm and pleasant walk to his office. She did not care for the ease of moving around. Well actually, she cared for them a great deal. It was just rather maddening when you expect otherwise and you are treated like a mad woman for questioning the status quo.
"Braxiatel. I've come to have words with you!"
She paused at her phrasing. Who the hell talks like that? She didn't, she knew that. Even Jason created smoother dialogue than that in The Seven Tentacles of Sin. The fact that she even was aware of what accounted for dialogue in anything Jason wrote was a matter disturbing in its own special way and not to be addressed at this point in time. No, there were far more pressing matters.
"Let me redact and rephrase that to be as clear as possible," Benny said with a wave of her hands.
The morning had not been what she was expecting. From the moment Peter woke her to the moment Adrian came and took him to school it had all seemed so dream like. She wasn't sure if it was a cruel dream. Stop it Benny. You're scaring him. If Benny weren't so knocked over by the morning she would've had some retort for Adrian at that, she would've been fast enough to cling onto Peter and keep him home for a very long time. She wasn't though. She didn't realize she was really awake until after the door had shut behind Adrian, after she finally moved to go out the door and catch them, after she had seen the two of them disappear into the bustle of the Collection. Human and non-human, happy, smiling, looking at her like she was mad, Jason so beautifully and stupidly confused when she hugged him out of the blue. She had done a bang up job this morning of convincing quite a few people she was out of her mind.
"I will put this as eloquently as I can manage. What the HELL is going on here?"
trechier) and Bernice Summerfield (brandyhabit) Location: The Collection
Time: after merging
Summary: Waking up in a merged reality is crazy.
Warnings: Swearing and cliches and other terrifying things?
Benny burst through the doors of Irving Braxiatel's office in what some might call a huff. She did not care. She did not care for the calm and pleasant walk to his office. She did not care for the ease of moving around. Well actually, she cared for them a great deal. It was just rather maddening when you expect otherwise and you are treated like a mad woman for questioning the status quo.
"Braxiatel. I've come to have words with you!"
She paused at her phrasing. Who the hell talks like that? She didn't, she knew that. Even Jason created smoother dialogue than that in The Seven Tentacles of Sin. The fact that she even was aware of what accounted for dialogue in anything Jason wrote was a matter disturbing in its own special way and not to be addressed at this point in time. No, there were far more pressing matters.
"Let me redact and rephrase that to be as clear as possible," Benny said with a wave of her hands.
The morning had not been what she was expecting. From the moment Peter woke her to the moment Adrian came and took him to school it had all seemed so dream like. She wasn't sure if it was a cruel dream. Stop it Benny. You're scaring him. If Benny weren't so knocked over by the morning she would've had some retort for Adrian at that, she would've been fast enough to cling onto Peter and keep him home for a very long time. She wasn't though. She didn't realize she was really awake until after the door had shut behind Adrian, after she finally moved to go out the door and catch them, after she had seen the two of them disappear into the bustle of the Collection. Human and non-human, happy, smiling, looking at her like she was mad, Jason so beautifully and stupidly confused when she hugged him out of the blue. She had done a bang up job this morning of convincing quite a few people she was out of her mind.
"I will put this as eloquently as I can manage. What the HELL is going on here?"
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She enjoyed seeing him show off again, if she were being in a horribly honest mood. Everything was feeling very much like how it used to be so thoroughly quickly she hadn't even noticed. She wanted to pretend away all that horror that she hadn't even realized she had come here angry at him, angry and confused...but how could she be those things when there were great big bloody bronze bulls right there.
She came up next to Brax, following Brax's lead and petting the bull with him.
"Oh, you're not so scary, are you?"
Her voice took on an almost cooing quality as she ran a hand over the bull's side, tilting her head just so as she tried to make eye contact with this impossible creature.
"I'll have to bring Peter and Jason down here one day. Peter will love it, and Jason..."
She was smiling, although she felt something moist somewhere in the corner of her eyes. She swallowed, still smiling.
"And Jason better bloody love it, right?"