sadfreezingbrit_archive: (some kind of messed up holiday)
sadfreezingbrit_archive ([personal profile] sadfreezingbrit_archive) wrote2011-08-21 02:52 am

One incredible feat of sleep-deprived bakery architecture. [23/??? artefacts collected]

[ It's the event's second night, around four o'clock in the morning.

The narration trusts that at this point everyone has found somebody to room with and is tucked into bed.

Fast asleep as opposed to completely deprived of the same ever since the event started.

And definitely not building a donut replica of Westminster Abbey in one of the conference rooms.

Nope.

Not happening anywhere at all. ]

[ ...For everyone who does not enjoy a little action at night, Philip will emerge from his building project in the morning and can subsequently be found
a.) making coffee in the coffee area
b.) drinking coffee in one of the cubicles and
c.) throwing coffee at the backstairs spiders

If you hear him humming a strange tune, well, that's just the melody his hot beverage gives off, because who needs a sense of smell when you can have a constant soundtrack instead?
]

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[identity profile] sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com 2011-08-22 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[AH! WHERE?! ]

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[identity profile] sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com 2011-08-22 06:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[ I mean... ]

Hm? Why... why are you yelling?

[identity profile] blimeyjamwalls.livejournal.com 2011-08-22 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Because it's--

[ You know what's a great cure for drowsiness? Remembering that Philip can't actually hear what's now something like a high bellow. Also, spilling hot coffee all over your hand (because without ordinary touch it's hard to judge stuff like 'how upright the mug is') and getting screamed at for your trouble. And then dropping the cup.

The flinch and 'gyah!' would have been similar whether he'd heard or felt the scalding. ]

[identity profile] sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com 2011-08-22 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Hey, you're right! That is a great cure for drowsiness! :DDD

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DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD:
]

Jesus!

[ On the plus side, the yelling suddenly makes a whole lot of sense. On every other side... the rest.

Philip hurriedly puts his coffee aside and rounds the table to survey the damage.
]

[identity profile] blimeyjamwalls.livejournal.com 2011-08-22 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Daniel appears unhurt except for having his hands over his ears.

...On reflection, having his hands over his ears probably doesn't mean that he's unhurt. ]


Oh dea-- dear God, that-- [ He recovers a little, takes his hands off his ears, though they're still ringing and chuckling. ] That was quite-- quite a racket. [ Also, additional cockroaches. His eye darts to the floor before he can second-guess it, but he looks back up immediately. ]

[identity profile] sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com 2011-08-22 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Is it just narrating!me or are horrible hand injuries starting to become a trend in their encounters?

Well. At least this isn't as long-term startling as jellyfish stings or deep cuts followed by gutting. Philip has learned how to take care of burns a few practical Leidenfrost effect demonstrations ago.
]

Let me see. [ Unconsciously swinging into damn-you-student-I-told-you-to-be-careful-with-that mode Philip takes Daniel's arm and surveys the damage. ] Does it still--

Can you still hear it?

[identity profile] blimeyjamwalls.livejournal.com 2011-08-22 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ DANIEL CAN'T HELP IT IF HE HAS A HAND INJURY FETISH.

He allows Philip to take his arm, looking down guiltily at the floored coffee cup. It's smashed on the tiled floor. ]
Well - yes, but - it does not need mothering, I am sure.

[ He'd sound less annoyed if he wasn't still startled, if Phil's tone hasn't changed in that direction, if he wasn't sleep deprived. ]

[identity profile] sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com 2011-08-23 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ditto to pretty much everything that last part of the narration said.

And you know what else? Philip wassn't building donut!London because he's so content to relax.
]

I'll be right back.

[ And he's out the door and-- TO THE TASK MOBILE!

...the task mobile being a small research room a few doors down which featured one of his now-raided first aid kits, the remaining contents of which also featured burn gel, a very popular and often-used item in Veridian's laboratories.

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- insert elevator music here -

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...

Aaaaand he's back with the kit. Lala, opening, getting gel, opening bottle, turning to Daniel.
]

Your hand.

[ There will come a point (gradual or abrupt) when Philip realises that he's been startled into far more agitation than the circumstances warrant. That point is not right now. ]

[identity profile] blimeyjamwalls.livejournal.com 2011-08-23 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
What do you mean to do?

[ He could probably guess, but man, that would take brain effort. He does give up his hand, though. ]

Damn this racket to Hell!

[ Guess who doesn't deal well with stress. ]

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[identity profile] sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com 2011-08-23 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ Eyeroll. ]

I'll chop it off, just in case.

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[identity profile] sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com 2011-08-23 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ Aaaaaaaaaand POINT.

Hey, there it already is. Right there!

When Philip hears himself say that and remembers how causing his friends terrible bodily harm is really not all that sarcastic or hypothetical a scenario and...

And is a little horrified, to be honest.
]
Edited 2011-08-23 00:32 (UTC)

[identity profile] sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com 2011-08-23 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ But hey, on the plus side that one startles him back into niceness. ]

It's- it's a salve, just a salve to... help with the noise a bit and so it won't get infected, just in case, it'll be... a bit cold....

[ Mumblemumbleapplyingcoldgelmumble. ]
Edited 2011-08-23 00:33 (UTC)

[identity profile] blimeyjamwalls.livejournal.com 2011-08-23 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Intelligence and rational thinking make it clear that Philip would never actually cut his hand off. On the other grabbing appendage, Daniel is really bad at forgetting the things he actually wants to forget, and those include that one time when not-quite-Philip hacked him to death in his own room.

He flinches despite himself, and while Philip is lubing him up, he says tersely: ]
Philip, that is not something to jest about.

[ His hand's shaking, but that's been going on for several hours now. ]

[identity profile] sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com 2011-08-23 07:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He knows. Oh boy, does he ever know. He thinks he said it too, but the I know never makes it past his lips. He treats the hand in guilty silence instead and once Daniel is taken care of Philip hurriedly pulls out
a handkerchief, wipes the remaining burn gel off his hands and takes a step back
]

There.