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WHAT what you want
WHERE where you want
WHEN Day ""135""

[The rain has cleared, but it appears to have left some people with a case of the sniffles! The magic sniffles. Even if you've never been sick a day in your life, you might not find yourself immune. Then again, maybe you have a terrible immune system and you're fine. I'm not the magic sniffles police.

Symptoms May Include:

- runny nose
- sore throat
- fever
- thinking you're going to cough or sneeze but actually what comes out is A BURST OF THE TRUTH
- waking up in someone else's bed
- joint aches

At least the sketchy pop-up pharmacy at the mall has a special on tissues and nyquil?]

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[making a face when she doesn't include the third one in there]

. . . You two talk about me too damn much. Don't y'all have something else to do. Especially you, tinker tech.

[haha!]

What, you think I can't multitask?

[sniffling, rubbing his nose with the back of his hand]

Multitask getting this dust shit worked out and how to wreck the star-crossing colossus dude. Not gossip about me.

Believe me, I would love for T'Challa to be less fixated on you.

[oh my god, that word]

So, what? I'm stuck with this? Aw, hell naw.

I'll talk to him about the kissing and mugging and break-ins, but he's definitely not going to just ignore you forever.

Why can't this man catch the message? Aaagh!

[the cry was more frustration but he inhales immediately, ready to sneeze and—]

Besides, I like you better!

[instantly low grumbling]

...would you like me to ignore that...

[growling]

Yes!

Okay, okay. It's not like it's a high bar anyway.

What were we talking about?

[grunting, annoyed still]

Not your brother.

So, how to wrest all the powers of creation from a big purple alien, then?

Yeah, that. You should be running how to get all that done.

Working on it.

And? You getting anywhere?

We need a way out and a way to find Thanos before a coordinated effort comes into play, so those are my first projects. Finding Thanos might be the easier part! I don't have anything concrete yet, but we're hardly out of options.

[honestly looks like he took none of that in and he really hasn't to be honest, just enough to know he doesn't even need to make a gesture of offering to help]

Wow, and look at me eating up your time when you got so much to do. Sounds like you should get back to your micro-processors and batteries, princess.

You could give me a hand.

Yeaaah . . . Nah. You and me both know there ain't nothing I could help you with, and I'm not about to be your barista bitch. You want help? You bug tin can.

Edited 2018-06-27 21:27 (UTC)

[rolls her eyes!]

Excuses, excuses. You're plenty handy enough to help me set up a space I can actually get something done in.

Don't you already got guys falling head over feet to do your heavy lifting?

[glancing up and shaking his head]

If I catch you keeping me around just to reach shit on the top shelf, I'm out.

That's what Peter's for, he loves an excuse to hang off the ceiling.

Spider kid? Figures. He's hot for anything tech.

He's a big help, but setting up would still go faster with a third pair of hands. Come by tomorrow?

Yeah, I'll be there at seven.