action/phonecall | that awkward moment when a redheads suddenly chilling in your house

[brbgoing2russia]

[action a-morning-your kitchen]

[There's a little explosion of pink fluffy air, and Charlie's sitting kicked back in a chair at the kitchen table, looking totally cool with everything. Nope, it doesn't matter who you are or where you are, if she's met you or not. She's just chillin' there like she belongs there. ]

[action b-midday, your living

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Phone

[has_no_plan]

They're going to ruin the fun?!

Phone

[brbgoing2russia]

Someone always tries!

Phone

[has_no_plan]

We have to stop them!

[brbgoing2russia]

We're totally going to.

B - DOUBLE GINGEY ALL THE WAY ACROSS THE POST

[redirections]

[Well since he's laying on the sofa, it's probably more like on his stomach.

Congratulations.]

What the fuck?!

SO INTENSE

[brbgoing2russia]

[font size=1>[Wow this is squishy--- Oh. Hey there.]

Oh. Hey buddy.

[redirections]

I'm not your fucking buddy!

[He mad. He so mad. His rage seems to have temporarily immobilized him, or else he'd be thrashing and flailing all over to try and get you off because what is this someone is touching him. But you can see it on his face, the sheer and utter rage. He's a very angry person.]

Off. Now.

[brbgoing2russia]

[U MAD ACCELERATOR? Oh yeah, he mad. She bounces off of him, and well across the room. She's safe over here, right.]

What are you doing on my couch?

[action a-morning-your kitchen]

[lunawolves10th]

Why are you in my house, young lady?

[brbgoing2russia]

I am here for a perfectly good reason, I assure you.

[lunawolves10th]

Then tell me swiftly.

[brbgoing2russia]

I'm --

I'm selling magazines.

C - any intersection of your choice, early evening

[beyondthecowl]

[Batman was on his Batcycle, waiting for a light to turn green, since surprisingly, he actually obeyed traffic lights.

The only reaction he gives is a brief narrowing of his eyes when he feels additional weight settle on his bike. He doesn't even have to turn around to see who it is; he simply reaches into the side compartment and produces a helmet for Charlie to wear.]

Here.

[Yay, green light.]

Hold on. [He rolls his wrist back on the throttle and releases the clutch with his other hand. There's a click as he shifts the bike into gear with his foot, and off they go. Whee.]

[brbgoing2russia]

[Okay, this is officially the coolest mistake she's ever made. She pulls the helmet on, and part of her wonders if she should tell him this is a complete mistake but then they're moving and she has to hold on for her life.]

Uh- Thanks!

[beyondthecowl]

[The Bat takes it easy on the speed, since he now has a passenger with him. The weather is nice for this time of year: not too hot, not too cold. Then again, Batman had ridden his bike in the snow and the rain, so he didn't pay too much attention to the weather unless his body forced him to.

Eventually they come to another red light, and Batman brakes to a stop. Well, at least now he doesn't have to shout over the wind to say something to Charlie.]

So, why the sudden visit?

[brbgoing2russia]

[Lie to Batman, or tell him your powers are totally wonky? .... Okay, she doesn't have the guts to lie to Batman.]

Uh- I didn't exactly mean to. It just happened.

C - on her bed indeed gdi Charlie

[poisonivyforyou]

[WHAT WHAT WHAT ARE YOU DOING]

You have 10 seconds to explain.

[brbgoing2russia]

[OH GOD she bounces out of that flower bed SO FAST]

Uh---

[QUICK, PRETEND TO BE A DRONE.]

Golly Gee, it sure is nice to see you Mrs. Laufeyjarson! Can Bart come play?

[poisonivyforyou]

...If you are really a drone you should know bursting in on people's houses is extremely rude.

And be thankful you did not harm my plants.

[brbgoing2russia]

Right-o, Sorry plants.