"Never you mind." The blond Australian turned away from his trapped lookalike and crossed his arms defensively. "You can have fun without screwing up the simulation, y'know."
"Not as much fun," he pointed out smugly. Why the fuck did Chase care anyway? It wasn't like they hadn't taken all the damned blood samples they could ever want from the other him already. He paused his juggling to throw the guy an acid ball without warning. "Want a go?"
The ball's bright contents splattered over the floor, just splashing the new boy's fancy shoes.
"I'd take them off, if I were you," his alternate commented blandly. "It'll keep on burning through your feet if it lets you."
Jon cocked his head, keen to get back on track. "Jealous?"
"Thanks, but I'll pass. Take a rain check for all eternity. When hell freezes over," the 'nice' twin chirped. "You don't get out much, do you? Ever tried fishing? Beats meditation hands down."
"Very true," he agreed amiably. "You know what, I think I try deep sea fishing next time I get some leave, use you as bait."
"Sounds nice - shame my diary's full."
"You have a diary?" Jon shook his head in despair. "That's it."
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Date: 2007-02-03 06:21 pm (UTC)"Never you mind." The blond Australian turned away from his trapped lookalike and crossed his arms defensively. "You can have fun without screwing up the simulation, y'know."
"Not as much fun," he pointed out smugly. Why the fuck did Chase care anyway? It wasn't like they hadn't taken all the damned blood samples they could ever want from the other him already. He paused his juggling to throw the guy an acid ball without warning. "Want a go?"
The ball's bright contents splattered over the floor, just splashing the new boy's fancy shoes.
"I'd take them off, if I were you," his alternate commented blandly. "It'll keep on burning through your feet if it lets you."
Jon cocked his head, keen to get back on track. "Jealous?"
"Thanks, but I'll pass. Take a rain check for all eternity. When hell freezes over," the 'nice' twin chirped. "You don't get out much, do you? Ever tried fishing? Beats meditation hands down."
"Very true," he agreed amiably. "You know what, I think I try deep sea fishing next time I get some leave, use you as bait."
"Sounds nice - shame my diary's full."
"You have a diary?" Jon shook his head in despair. "That's it."
(TBC)