Oswin Oswald (
souffle_girlek) wrote2016-05-10 09:44 pm
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Oswin is not really up for 'socializing'.
And she didn't want to report that she spent her day (sensibly) in her rooms either, because then she has to talk about it, and she doesn't want to talk about it.
Really not.
So she's in the garage, deconstructing a car's engine (mostly with skill, sort of with brute force and mechanical aid). It's active, it's not in her rooms, and she can threaten anyone she feels threatened by with the electric drill.
It's a win-win, really.
And she didn't want to report that she spent her day (sensibly) in her rooms either, because then she has to talk about it, and she doesn't want to talk about it.
Really not.
So she's in the garage, deconstructing a car's engine (mostly with skill, sort of with brute force and mechanical aid). It's active, it's not in her rooms, and she can threaten anyone she feels threatened by with the electric drill.
It's a win-win, really.
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Friends don't startle friends who have drills (and stuff). And being loud is -- uncomfortable, now.
He settles for leaning against a nearby car, hands tucked into his pockets, and waiting for a good moment to say something.
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"Welp, that can stay right there then." She really hopes she doesn't need that piece later.
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"I've, uh -- got it."
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Just ask the mice upstairs, if you don't believe her.
...
Ask them politely.
Still, there's a
squeakwar cry, and then an Oswin brandishing a drill in Clint's general direction. Once she registers that it is a Clint, she stops pointing it quite so much in his direction."Err, hi."
She winces at how awkward that sounds. She hasn't quite figured out how to ask if he's him, or if he's that other him. She feels this is an important thing to ask before relinquishing the drill.
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Maybe in not as polite of words. Maybe.
"Nice car."
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She sets the
weapondrill aside, and finishes turning to sit on the open edge of the engine compartment."Did she tell you to stop me from abusing it? Because you're late, if she did." She fully intends to have this car in pieces, mostly so she can figure out how it all goes together in the first place.
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He tosses the piece, lightly, so it lands in the bucket resting inside the space.
He hesitates, and rubs at the back of his neck. "How've you been?"
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"I'm out here so that I don't have to explain why I spent all week in my room." She finally decides on, shrugging.
"Again. The first time I think I got a pass. Also concern. Ugh."
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"I got the all-clear," he adds, and forces a grin.
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Again.
Ugh, not again.
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Pause.
"You can't dismantle my car."
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She gives it up as a bad job fairly quickly. This is just going to have to sound ugly desperate and she'll have to live with that.
"Were you thinking of start times for this vacation? Because I'm particularly fond of now."
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He hesitates. He's thought about this, but he still hesitates.
"I'm not saying you can't hack anything. But there's -- groups who you need to agree not to."
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"Because really, all bets would be off in that case, I don't think that's actually a binding promise really, and I'd practically be honor-bound to burn it all right to the ground."
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(There are things he doesn't know but he doesn't yet know how far that extends.)
"I can't say they don't exist in my universe, but SHIELD would have noticed if they'd ever been to my Earth. They're paranoid like that."
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"Fine, I won't hack your buddies."
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He straightens. "Do you want to pack, or pick up clothes from the Bar?"
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"Hey, you guys take care of the cat, alright? And fry anyone who tries to take him." Since Oswin didn't exactly program her bots to talk back, we're all just going to have to take it scuttling back off again as agreement.
"Picking up clothes from the Bar, I don't know what your crazy fashions are but damn am I going to rock them."
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"Yeah? Maybe we'll go dancing some night."
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"Err... it's not... all like... snow, where you are, right?"
That could be problematic. Very problematic.
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because the future is British, doncha know."I'm good with 'not snowing' though, that's brilliant, let's stick with that."
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When they arrive at the Bar, his description is: "Probably Southern California through the Pacific Northwest. Maybe some of the Southwest, whatever. 2012."
He glances to Oswin, waiting for her to chime in with what sort of clothes she wants. Otherwise, he's just going to ask for a British passport. One fewer thing to do once they go back to his world.
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