Pre-smiley face mingle... kind of

[fuckingnature]

Who: Anyone
When: Day 61, Evening to Night
Where: Level 3
What: Ribbit

[ As night falls over HQ, those on the third floor might notice things getting a little more... colorful. Maybe it's the light reflecting off all the water around or maybe your eyes are just playing tricks with you. Or maybe, just maybe, there are hundreds of small, colorful frogs jumping out of the stairway to the second floor and out into the hallways due to all of that rising water in the second floor, leaping wildly all over any surface they can find. ]

[ Just maybe. ]

[ And they're not all that's making their way across the third floor... ]

(( OOC: As a reminder! These are pilot frogs running loose and coming in skin contact with any of these frogs causes temporary disorientation and nausea. Come in contact with too many for too long and you're liable to pass out (or worse) from the severity of it. Fun times. ))

(( This post is also meant to be a mostly un-run mingling with frogs, but if you'd like a little more excitement in your thread, just hit up this comment and Ten will take you on an adventure. ))

Comments

[cloak_and_sniper]

[Was distracted with something when 'the frog' happened, coming back over and noticing how ill he looks. Gently tugs at his arm, trying to get him to come with her to the Apartment.]

Where did it touch you?

[bornrenegade]

[He'll be with you in a moment Jane. Currently blowing chunks.]

[cloak_and_sniper]

[Oh. Ew. Looking away and trying to mentally block the noise out. She isn't cleaning that up.]

[bornrenegade]

[Yeah well, he's not cleaning it either!

But he is finally done after another minute.]

...Crap.

[cloak_and_sniper]

Feel any better for that?

[Will not look, will not look, will not look.]

[bornrenegade]

[Yeah don't look it's a war zone!

Straightening himself up a little.]

Like a million bucks.

[cloak_and_sniper]

[Looks at him, linefacing hard. And looking a little paler than usual.]

I was asking a serious question.

[bornrenegade]

[Don't you lineface him!]

[He is sort of having trouble staying upright.]

I feel like shit. [Nodding at her.] What's with you?

[cloak_and_sniper]

Nothing. Come on.

[Wonders how to get him back. Tries grabbing his arm and guiding him for now.]

[bornrenegade]

[This is pretty embarrassing and a horribly low moment for Chris. Especially since he is having trouble walking in a straight line.]

...

[cloak_and_sniper]

It's like the...

[is about to say 'it's like the flowers all over again!' but cuts herself off. It's probably not hard to follow where that was going.]

[bornrenegade]

[No, it's not. Even for dizzy, nauseous Chris.]

Go on. Like the what?

[cloak_and_sniper]

[Uh-oh.]

...

[bornrenegade]

Like the flower incident? The one you don't remember?

[DAMN RIGHT UH-OH!]

[cloak_and_sniper]

I was going to say like the... uhh...

[OH GOD!]

[bornrenegade]

Take your time.

[HE KNOWS YOU REMEMBER JANE!!!]

[cloak_and_sniper]

The time... uh... Ash got drunk!

[Safe!]

[bornrenegade]

[...He'll get her. HE WILL GET HER.

Although the situations really are similar. Great, now he's getting nostalgic.]

...Yeah. Guess it is.

[>(]

[cloak_and_sniper]

[Not today!]

Come on, before you start being ill again.

[bornrenegade]

[Grumbling and trudging along.]

...Damn frogs.

[cloak_and_sniper]

[Rolls her eyes at his grumbling, opening the door of the apartment for him.]

Where did it touch you? [Looking him over. He's as covered as she is...] Your head?

[bornrenegade]

[He is going to walk inside and sit right on down.]

Yeah...

[cloak_and_sniper]

How the hell...

[closing the door behind her with her boot then folding her arms and looking thoroughly unimpressed]

[bornrenegade]

How do you think? It jumped on me!

[Look, he's not happy with himself either and the last thing he needs is her unimpressed face.]

[cloak_and_sniper]

[shakes her head at him from the hallway]