Into the Black, Part II: Game On

[bring_a_sponge]

The questions eventually die down. Everyone has what they need. Zed can still see the Door.

It's Time.

Zed leads the group across the Bar and puts a hand on the Door as he turns to look at them. When he gets their collective nod, he drops his hand down to the door knob and waits as they take defensive positions.

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Re: Through the Door

[3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com]

Goldy isn't half as fast, and her balaclava wouldn't work as a very good shield anyway. So the goop splatches unceremoniously into her face.

"Urgh!"

The disgruntled Fable lifts a hand to wipe it away and reveal the highly unimpressed look beneath. But before she reaches the offending slime, it takes on an oozey life of its own. It slides rapidly over her chin, down her neck and wriggles under the collar of her top.

Goldy blinks at the slime's startling speed, and casts a slightful fearful look down at her chest.

Re: Through the Door

[alwaysroomforhope]

Not that you can really tell through the hood, but Steph's looking slightly guilty.

"Er ... did I just make that happen?"

Re: Through the Door

[3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com]

Ignoring Steph's apology preamble, a frowning Goldy makes to hurriedly remove the goop, lifting the hem of her shirt and starting to reach under it. But she hesistates for some reason, and an eyebrow raises.

"...Ooh."

She doesn't look to be in discomfort, per se.

Re: Through the Door

[alwaysroomforhope]

The hidden expression changes from 'guilty' to 'I hope that's not doing what I think it's doing.'

"...Goldy?"

Re: Through the Door

[3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com]

"Ummm... yes?" she replies, her tone a bit detached and dreamy all of a sudden.

The Fable's eyelids droop slightly, and she removes her hand from beneath her top. At about that time, the material billows just slightly at her stomach, then stills.

Seconds later, Goldy's eyes pop wide open, and she makes a very uncharacteristic squeaky sound. Almost an 'eep' but not quite.

Re: Through the Door

[bring_a_sponge]

Which is when Zed walks by, making his way around the room to see just what exactly the team will soon be throwing, shooting, and exploding in his headquarters.

Then he sees an empty space above a certain circular metal plate, right next to Goldy and Steph. Zed turns to them and glares.

"All right. Where is it?"

Re: Through the Door

[3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com]

Goldy jerks her head towards the compromising voice far too quickly, and then attempts to recover the situation by adopting an angelically clueless expression.

"Where's what, Zed?"

It's not a look that she manages to pull off with any real success. She actually looks like she's just been caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

The involuntary shudder of pleasure doesn't help matters. In terms of the childhood analogy, it serves as a track of muddy footprints leading across the newly mopped kitchen floor and terminating at the crime scene.

Re: Through the Door

[bring_a_sponge]

"...."

"Having a good time?"

Re: Through the Door

[3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com]

Goldy twitches and bites down on her lip in an attempt to stifle another whimper.

"Not intentionally."

She casts a helpless glance toward Steph. But the Robin is purposefully looking away, pretending to be distracted by some shiny thing in a nearby cabinet.

Great friend she is.

"Steph threw the blue stuff at me," the Fable moans, going for a blame shifting retaliation. And, to be fair, it's not a lie.

She trembles uncontrollably again, her eyes closing this time.

Re: Through the Door

[bring_a_sponge]

Zed rolls his eyes.

"Leave it to you two to find a goddamned sex toy from Daktar VII. The only one in the whole damn building."

"We had to move it down here when Frank the Pug wouldn’t stop humping it.”

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[3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com]

"That's great," Goldy says in a flat tone. She starts twisting her ankle awkwardly. "Normally I'd be all about it, but now isn't really the time."

"How do I get it to stop?"

Another face-scrunching shudder.

"...And where can I get myself some?"

Re: Through the Door

[bring_a_sponge]

Zed shakes his head.

Nuthouse. Milliways. Complete fucking nuthouse.


"Majikthise," Zed grumbles.

Re: Through the Door

[3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com]

A few seconds later, the blue blob slides out of the bottom of Goldy's pant leg, and slithers disconsolately back to its plate. In the aftermath, Goldy looks a little morose too, but she quickly recomposes herself and gives Zed a hearty clap on the shoulder.

"Thanks."

"I'm... er... going to get weapons now."

And she sidles off towards the rear of the chamber, giving Steph a vindictive elbow in the side as she passes.

Re: Through the Door

[alwaysroomforhope]

Steph gives Zed a helpless look, discernible even through the mask.

"Can I just say ew?"