Blowing the head off a zombie shouldn't be this compelling [Actors Quarters] [Bill and De [And Len]]

[de_forest]

De had been impressed. Maybe impressed wasn't quite the right sentiment for it, but seeing Bill stick to a promise, to be so determined to stick to Liz's wishes and do right by her...it was nice. Refreshing. De didn't really know what was causing this new found determination, perhaps it was experience, having lived a life through once already and

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[canadianbill]

All he wanted was a cup of coffee.

Leonard's dedication to coffee was such that he would actively trek down to the galley for a closer approximation of actual earth coffee, rather than drink what the replicator provided, but then, Leonard was still asleep. And Bill was less fussy.

He sought out a pair of pyjama trousers, for modesty's sake, and slipped out into the main area in search of caffeine.

[de_forest]

De dropped the controller as one of the doors swished open and Bill stumbled through, looking a bit bleary eyed. "Sleeping in?" he asked, before he was even sure that Bill had noticed him there.

[canadianbill]

Bill blinked. The whole time De was ill, it had been very unusual to see him up and out of his room before ten o'clock or so, at the absolute earliest, so Bill had not expected to see him there. "Hey, De. Is it late?"

He hadn't checked.

[de_forest]

"Not really," he said, with a shrug, "but the morning is fast disappearing. I was just...wondering what to do, really."