mingle mangle

[takeabow]

Who: anyone!
Broadcast: why not!
Action: sure!
When: Whenever!

[ what are you up to, flooters? passing the time playing cribbage? watching Die Hard with a Vengeance, or maybe trying to repair friendships and perceptions of people that were dashed by invasive dreamscapes?

This is a mingle, so enjoy! ]

Comments

[reconstitution]

« A hammer isn't necessary. »

[ He simply holds out his left hand, palm up. Who needs a hammer when you have a nearly-indestructible fist? ]

[tothefly]

[He's welcome to try. The thing seems pretty damn tough, though. In fact, as he squeezes, it only sounds faintly distressed, finally stopping its singing with a faint creaking. Natasha perks up at that. Just a little.]

There. That's better.

[reconstitution]

[ Winter offers her a nod, holding the offending item back out to her. With the amount of force he'd exerted, it should have been nothing but parts. Interesting.. ]

It is.

[tothefly]

[She takes the now silent device back with a small nod, pocketing it and looking up at him.]

Keeping busy?

[She hasn't seen much of him, lately. Not since that night in his calibration room.]

[reconstitution]

I've been trying to catch up.

[ There's been so much that he's missed, books had seemed like the easiest thing to start with. Also the least intimidating. ]

[tothefly]

You've got a lot to think about, I'm sure.

[She slips the comm back into her pocket, tensing momentarily as it beeps again, threateningly.]

Sorry about the noise.

[reconstitution]

There are worse noises.

[ He looks down either hall, then back to her. These halls are winding and he hates having anyone at his back. He's sure she's the same. ]

[tothefly]

There are.

[She can't argue. Also recognizes his uneasiness, which she does share; she's just gotten better at hiding it.]

Looking for someone?

[reconstitution]

No one important.

[ Seeing nothing is better than seeing someone unpleasant. Not that he's really expecting something unpleasant at the moment. ]