The One With The Empty Hand: Video

[twoheadsofcabbage]

[They stand in their room with their arms crossed. They're knee deep in Human detritus, as usual and yet: they don't look happy. Charlie complains first:]

What the suck? Who decided you can't take it with you?

[Scrad grumbles:]

We worked hard for that loot.

[Charlie adds:]

Yeah, we looted hard for it.

Comments

[Private]

[most_feared]

[All of the lineface.]

Things didn't work out. [He's got to stick by that story for Narvin's sake. Even though it actually bothers him that he has to.]

And Laura?

Re: [Private]

[twoheadsofcabbage]

Uh-huh.

[Says Scrad, who does not believe you. Charlie smirks. On Laura, Scrad shrugs.]

I dunno. I still think she deserved a heads up re: exploding.

[Private]

[most_feared]

You find out a few things about people, it can change your mind. [It's Narvin. He suspects that's as good an explanation as any.]

Nobody knew about Laura. Not even me. I wiped my own memory and Sarleena killed the person that was going to be responsible for her.

Re: [Private]

[twoheadsofcabbage]

Uh-huh.

[Says Scrad. Charlie raises an eyebrow.]

So in other words that was maybe not a great idea?

Re: Private

[twoheadsofcabbage]

[Charlie wrinkles his nose.]

Pretty much.

Re: Private

[flashy_magic]

Oh. That sucks.

Re: Private

[twoheadsofcabbage]

[Scrad shrugs.]

Yeah, well. What're you gonna do?

Private

[flashy_magic]

Yeah. Maybe while you're here you'll find a way to prove that you're compliment-worthy.

[Private]

[most_feared]

[Oh, anger management issues starting to well up.] It kept her safe. It did what it was supposed to.

Re: [Private]

[twoheadsofcabbage]

Barely.

[Says Charlie.]

If we hadn't found that guy, and he snuffed it some other way, Earth would be toast right now.

[Private]

[most_feared]

If that guy that you're referring to was the one watching her? He was also one of those friends I mentioned.

I'm going to talk to your warden. [To keep from paying him a visit and strangling him with his other neck.]

Re: [Private]

[twoheadsofcabbage]

For what?

[Scrad asks, incredulously, as, as far as they're aware, they legitimately haven't done anything. Lately.]

[Private]

[most_feared]

I'm not turning you in, I'm going to talk to him. I can still talk to people. I do do that.

[Kay is getting his snip on, but at least he's taking it elsewhere.]

Re: [Private]

[twoheadsofcabbage]

Then why are you telling us?

[Charlie asks.

Kay. You still freak them out.]

[Private]

[most_feared]

[Sith lord level glare of flatness ensues.]

Because some of it is still gonna be about you.

Re: [Private]

[twoheadsofcabbage]

Like what?

[Scrad this time.]

[timesbureaucrat]

If you like living in the world at all, trying to keep it from going to hell is a start.

[twoheadsofcabbage]

It was already there.

[Scrad insists. Charlie adds:]

Plus, we're no heroes.

[timesbureaucrat]

I'm no hero either. I simply dislike a world falling to pieces while I'm on it.

[twoheadsofcabbage]

Nobody likes that.

[Charlie says.]

But it's not like there was any bomb for us to not set off this time.

[timesbureaucrat]

I should have put you to work. I'm sure I could have found something constructive for you to do.

[twoheadsofcabbage]

Such as?

[Charlie asks.]

[timesbureaucrat]

Information gathering, most likely.

[twoheadsofcabbage]

If we knew you wanted it, we coulda got between lootings.

[Scrad says. Charlie adds:]

We multitask.