[Operation: Vader]

[callofkaren]

Karen may have currently been on her way to let Brodie in on holding a lightsaber, one of the very few things holy to any geek out there, but she was practically bouncing as she made her way to the stage where she'd agreed to meet him and Grigg.

She'd gotten to wear Iron Man's helmet, with the weird scans and robot voice and everythingIf there

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[nerdinacape]

With only a trace of awkwardness, Grigg lifted up his hand and waved at Karen in response. He was more than glad to see her, because there was only so much semi-uncomfortable nervous rocking back and forth on his feet that a guy could do before he started to wear a hole in the ground. It wasn't as if he was nervous about something. Mostly he was impatient and with the lightsabre hanging safely from the strap of the messenger bag he had with him, he was ready to get this going.

He just really hoped they didn't put a hole in the stage or anything. That wouldn't go over well with anyone.

[segaboybrodie]

About fucking time.

Ever since Karen had come fucking BRAGGING to Brodie about this lightsaber shit, he'd been all about meeting the guy who had it. Because how the fuck had he missed THAT vital piece of island information? Usually, Brodie was on the top of his game when it came to keeping track of stuff like that. He must have been SLIPPING.

It probably had something to do with being the only dupe on the island now, but Brodie couldn't put his finger on it.

He approached the stage from the opposite direction Karen had, opting to take a sip of pineapple juice from his Dixie cup instead of waving back.

"Hey, shmay," He responded, "We've got business."

[callofkaren]

"Lovely to see you too, Brodie," Karen replied. Her good mood was probably going to enough to see her through the rest of the week, so she let it go as she headed over to Grigg.

"Grigg, this is Brodie." Giving Brodie a look the equivalent of play nice, she added, "Brodie, this is Grigg."

[nerdinacape]

Initially Grigg had the instinct to comment on how Brodie's parents hadn't been fond of usual names either, but a careful look at the guy told him that somehow he wouldn't be appreciative of the similarity.

"Hi," Grigg reached around to the side of his knapsack, pulling the lightsaber out of its holster. "What took you so long Karen? Have a run in with a pack of wild boars?"