4th floor common room, Wednesday afternoon

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

It had been a hard couple of weeks but Blair decided that it was time to start moving on. He had meditated and decided that the first step didn't need to be a step...it needed to be a bounce.

So Blair was sitting on the floor of the common room, studying a history book and bouncing happily. Things felt better already.

[ooc: Open! Also, this is the first time I've gotten to use this icon in forever! Yay!]

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[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy started to tell Blair that he was doing fine. But, hell he didn't have the energy to lie right now.

"Not, too good I'm afraid."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair stopped and put down his book, turning to look up at his friend. "What's up, man?"

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Something happened to me on Sunday. I'm not sure what but one minute I was walking in the park, and the next, some robot thing brought me to the clinic on Monday night."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Robot thing?" Blair asked worriedly. "What sort of robot thing?"

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"I'm not really sure, I was pretty out of it at the time. But, I was strapped into it, and it was like, walking for me."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair blinked. "....you had robot legs?"

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Well," Billy said, pulling up one pant leg. "Technically I've had one for a while."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Well, yeah." Blair waved a hand at the leg. "One is normal, more than that is just...well, it's weird."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Personally I'm hoping to just keep it at one." Billy nodded. "I'm not entirely sure what the thing that got me to the clinic was."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"But it was a helpful thing, right?" Blair asked. "I mean, it took you to the clinic and all."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Yeah." Billy said. "Now that I think about it, I'm pretty sure it's not related to what happened to me."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"That's good." Blair said and frowned. "Or maybe not. What do you think happened to you?"

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy sighed. "Wish I knew." He pulled off the ski cap, revealing, if one looked closely, slowly healing wounds in his head, in a regular pattern. "They..." gestured to his head. "I'm afraid to lie down in case something leaks out."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Maaaan." Blair whistled lowly. "What happened?"

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"I...don't really remember, but...I had a dream this morning that...they put something, in my brain to, scan it. Or something." He had to be careful here.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Who? Scan it for what?"

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"I don't know who." Billy said. "I can't...get a clear memory. Just, big head and big eyes." He thought he knew exactly why they had done it, but that was information he wasn't prepared to give. "I'm not sure why."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Big head like 'dude he's a giant' or big head like 'made out of marshmallow?' big?"

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy tried to remember. That was the problem with dreams. "Uh, I guess, more like the marshmallow."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Huh. Did the marshmallow guy say anything to you?"

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Welcome home son." the thing said with his father's voice.

"No." Billy said. "Just stuck things in my head.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Ouch. That sucks, man." Blair frowned. "Anything I can do to help?"

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"I'm not sure. I think mostly what I need is to find out who's doing this to us."