http://weetinyreese.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] weetinyreese.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2009-08-10 10:21 am
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Dorm Laundry Room, Sunday Evening

Okay, so Kyle Reese hadn't figured out that you have to wash clothes yet. Alice was kind enough to tell him outright to damned well do it, and so after putting it off for a while, he made his way down to the laundry room to see what this machine was that washed clothes.

It had started off simply enough. Clothes into the machine. Powder into the machine. Press a few buttons. Easy, right?

Easy, until the machine started bucking and spitting and jumping around. Reese dived for cover. "Damned machines," he hissed from his hiding place. The washer was overpacked, unbalanced and spitting suds and was, unfortunately for the unarmed boy with machine issues, bucking and frothing between Kyle and the door.


[OOC - So open.]
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[identity profile] ancientbschamp.livejournal.com 2009-08-10 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Gabrielle," she replied, and wiggled her fingers in a little wave. Nothing like bonding in a, um, crisis!

That washing machine ought to be trembling in fear right now.

. . . as opposed to the way it was currently trembling. Possibly.

[identity profile] weetinyreese.livejournal.com 2009-08-10 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm Kyle," he introduced himself with a smile, then returned to Serious Face. "Bobby and Gabrielle, I want you to run for the door and distract the machine. That will give me time to attack it." He looked expectantly at Jean, whose name he also didn't know, but he felt asking for two names in the same conversation was a bit silly. "Think you can pull the plug?"

[identity profile] ihavenocodename.livejournal.com 2009-08-10 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Jean." Hey, didn't even need to be a mind reader for that. "I don't think it needs to be distr--" Oh, for the love of god. "--sure."

[identity profile] weetinyreese.livejournal.com 2009-08-10 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
"If we get the timing right, no one has to get hurt," Kyle added. He nodded at Bobby and Gabrielle. "Whenever you're ready."
longislandiceme: (serious)

[personal profile] longislandiceme 2009-08-10 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
Bobby was so, so glad Kyle was taking charge here! Cause personally he was decent in a fight but kinda sucked at the coming up with plans bit. Bobby shifted slightly so that his "crouch and hide" turned into more of a "crouching for a running start". "Ready," he said with a nod of his own.
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[identity profile] ancientbschamp.livejournal.com 2009-08-10 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Ready," Gabrielle echoed, copying Bobby's stance with partial success. "Okay. Running. Door. Yes, and -- go!"

With a glance at Bobby she took off, and let us hope to all the gods she didn't slip on an errant patch of suds somewhere along the way. Well, she hadn't yet.
longislandiceme: (dirty n scruffy)

[personal profile] longislandiceme 2009-08-10 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
And anyone who was really, really observant might notice that Bobby was technically sliding more than running as he went. But that could toooooootally be attributed to a soap-covered floor. Really.
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[identity profile] weetinyreese.livejournal.com 2009-08-10 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
Kyle was a little too busy get ready to tackle the machine, which he promptly did after a few seconds. He leapt to his feet and lunged at the bucking washer. Now he was trying to hold on for dear life and resist letting go every time it jerked and hit his chin.

[identity profile] ihavenocodename.livejournal.com 2009-08-10 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
Jean... oh god, Jean was just going to try and unplug it before Kyle ended up with a split lip or something.

She leaned over the machine, careful to avoid Kyle and reached for something that was much lower down than her reach. Maybe if she just-- "Hold still!" --Now she was gonna have a bruise. Great. Just great.

There was one hard tug on the plug with her telekinesis mostly out of sheer frustration.

[identity profile] weetinyreese.livejournal.com 2009-08-10 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
The machine shuddered to a halt with Kyle on top. He was still holding on tight, but as soon as he loosened his grip he slid off, slipped in the suds and found himself staring up at the ceiling. "Good job, team," he called.
longislandiceme: (fistpump of victory)

[personal profile] longislandiceme 2009-08-10 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Whoo!" Bobby totally lifted one hand in Gabrielle's direction for a high-five. They had high-fives in the Very Special Greece, right? "Go team, uh, us!"

[identity profile] ancientbschamp.livejournal.com 2009-08-10 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
They had jock chest-bumps in the Very Special Greece. "Go team us!" Gabrielle bounced his way for said high-five.

Aaaaaaaaaaaand promptly slipped in the suds, yes. At least she waited until afterward?

[identity profile] ihavenocodename.livejournal.com 2009-08-10 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
Jean put her hand to her mouth, gasping at that. "Oh my gosh, are you okay?"

[identity profile] ancientbschamp.livejournal.com 2009-08-10 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
"I just need a second," Gabrielle said, waving a hand vaguely in the air. From the way she said it you'd think she was used to this sort of thing. FUNNY, THAT. "Did we get it? Are the dorms safe?"

[identity profile] weetinyreese.livejournal.com 2009-08-10 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
Kyle rolled over and pushed himself carefully to his feet. He tapped the washing machine with his foot, because that was always a good way to judge whether a machine was dead or not. "We got it." He peered at the machine. "And it got my clothes."

[identity profile] ihavenocodename.livejournal.com 2009-08-10 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
"...we could get you new ones?" Jean offered, leaning over to lift the lid.

[identity profile] weetinyreese.livejournal.com 2009-08-10 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
"I should be able to salvage something," he said hopefully.
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