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May. 29th, 2016 09:24 pm
otiosity: (Default)
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You've reached Hawke! Leave a message on this thing that I don't even remotely understand and I'll fumble my way to figure out how to answer your most important request.

Probably.

Date: 2016-11-21 02:16 am (UTC)
arcreact: (keywoooorrddsss)
From: [personal profile] arcreact
You're welcome to to hand in your resignation any time you want. It's not my fault somebody likes to take their work home with them.

[ He's pretty sure he could fire her from her stupid fake job tomorrow, and functionally nothing would change. It's kind of sad how comforting that is. ]

Date: 2016-11-21 02:32 am (UTC)
arcreact: no one. nobody. (no one cares what hank pym says)
From: [personal profile] arcreact
[ If any one good thing has come out of this conversation, it's been pulling Hawke out of the miserable funk she'd been in when he arrived. She's almost back to her usual candor. ]

Even if that's true, I'm pretty sure I have to demand you stay home and sleep instead of giving the Moira's finest minds your germs.

[ It's already too late for him, of course. The finest mind of them all. ]

Date: 2016-11-21 02:45 am (UTC)
arcreact: (insufferability)
From: [personal profile] arcreact
[ He gives her shoulder a series of exaggerated sympathy pats. ]

If we put your bed in the Ingress room you'd never get out of it, even when you're not sick.

Date: 2016-11-21 03:05 am (UTC)
arcreact: by sending me a picture of my own dick (hoping someday my wife will surprise me)
From: [personal profile] arcreact
[ It's almost as if her assumptions about how badly this might go ended up being entirely in vain. Not that Tony'd planned for his day to go quite like this, either, but as far as he's concerned, his reasons for coming have been fulfilled. ]

That or you'll sleep through all the upcoming dangers. But hey, it's a free country... uh, I assume? Knock yourself out.

Date: 2016-11-21 03:50 am (UTC)
arcreact: fuck yeah (let's make it four)
From: [personal profile] arcreact
Tomorrow.

[ He agrees easily enough, because they can probably both settle on one thing, if nothing else: fuck today. Fuck the past week, maybe even the past month. They can go back to facing the world tomorrow. ]

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