chat log 8feb11 - Ames & Luke sign adoption papers
Ames: TXT: Need your John Hancock, kid.
Luke: txt: who's that?
Ames: TXT: x_x Your signature, Luke. I need you to sign the adoption papers.
Luke: txt: oic. srry, just woke up. you in hq?
Ames: TXT: No worries, and yeah. Fresh coffee awaits, young Petrelli-to-be. ;)
Luke: txt: mmmm coffee... be there soon as i put clothes on. i'm naked. naaaaked.
Ames: TXT: OHGOD. Cover that up! ><
Luke: txt: better hope there's no observation cameras in my room.
Ames: TXT: God I hope not.
Luke: txt: lol i really hope not now. not after what i just did.
Ames: tXT: Please don't tell me.
Luke: *arrives at her door having been totally bullshitting her via text* Heya!
Ames: Hey, kid. Get in here. *waves him in, pushing a cup of coffee and a stack of papers toward him* Hancock where it's starred.
Luke: *slurps the coffee and starts reading through all the papers before he signs anything*
Ames: *basic adoption papers ftw* *sips coffee*
Luke: *readreadread* Hm, okay. Seems like a lot of legalese but I'm comfy with it. *signs on all the starred lines*
Ames: *beams* You're gonna be a Petrelli, kid. Get used to it. *chuckles* I'll get these to Nate today. He says it'll be a month.
Luke: Ugh. Well, if I die in that time you guys'll cover my funeral, right?
Ames: *snorts* Yeah. Please try not to die.
Luke: Hey, I can only do so much. *sluuuurp* So hey, is this adopting me thing cuz Liz has adult kids running around?
Ames: *frown* Uh, no. This adopting you thing is all about you kid. Keeping you safe, giving you somewhere to belong and be wanted.
Luke: ... *trying not to wibble* K. Good. I was wondering.
Ames: I love Trev and Thom, but this has nothing to do with them. *wibbles a bit 'cause of what Trev said to her about being a mom*
Luke: Good. I mean, I don't mind being used like that but it's nice to know that's not why.
Ames: Waitwait. How the hell would me adopting you be me using you? I don't get it.
Luke: *sighs* I dunno, Ames. I get sorta messed up when people do nice things. I look for the payback, the angle...
Ames: There isn't one. I wanna keep you safe. I can do it better this way. 'Sides, I already told you, I know how you're feeling,
Ames: I've been there, and I hate it for you. I wanna make it go away.
Luke: Thanks, Ames. It really does mean a lot.
Ames: *smiles* Yeah. It's gonna be good for all three of us, just watch. We'll be great.
Luke: So, is there anything I should be doing right now? Like, maybe I should find out when your birthdays are?
Ames: Birthdays are on the calendar. No expectations, alright?
Luke: Okay. No expectaions.
Ames: Put a smile on, kid. *smiiiiiiiiiiles*
Luke: *smiiiiiiiles* We should go grab a beer to celebrate.
Ames: *points* You're still underage, brat.
Luke: Am not! I'm 18! Sides... I just grab beers from the fridge and nobody says shit. And I went to strip clubs!
Ames: You're not legal ta be drinkin, brat. *THE LOOK*
Luke: *THE LOOK D:* I am in Canada.
Ames: This ain't Canada, kid.
Luke: *huffs* Yer not m... oh wait, now you are. GDI!
Ames: *laughs* If you're a good boy I'll let you pretend to have a drink.
Luke: ... *is so gonna sneak em*
Ames: *will make him CRY with empathy if he does!*
Luke: * D: HE WOULD LOCK HIMSELF IN HIS ROOM... hahah HOW TEENAGER OF HIM*
Ames: *she'd have Red wrap a pole through the handle so he couldn't get out >:)*
Luke: :O I'D BE A PRINCESS LOCKED IN A TOWER!!!
Ames: Yessssssssss.
Luke: txt: who's that?
Ames: TXT: x_x Your signature, Luke. I need you to sign the adoption papers.
Luke: txt: oic. srry, just woke up. you in hq?
Ames: TXT: No worries, and yeah. Fresh coffee awaits, young Petrelli-to-be. ;)
Luke: txt: mmmm coffee... be there soon as i put clothes on. i'm naked. naaaaked.
Ames: TXT: OHGOD. Cover that up! ><
Luke: txt: better hope there's no observation cameras in my room.
Ames: TXT: God I hope not.
Luke: txt: lol i really hope not now. not after what i just did.
Ames: tXT: Please don't tell me.
Luke: *arrives at her door having been totally bullshitting her via text* Heya!
Ames: Hey, kid. Get in here. *waves him in, pushing a cup of coffee and a stack of papers toward him* Hancock where it's starred.
Luke: *slurps the coffee and starts reading through all the papers before he signs anything*
Ames: *basic adoption papers ftw* *sips coffee*
Luke: *readreadread* Hm, okay. Seems like a lot of legalese but I'm comfy with it. *signs on all the starred lines*
Ames: *beams* You're gonna be a Petrelli, kid. Get used to it. *chuckles* I'll get these to Nate today. He says it'll be a month.
Luke: Ugh. Well, if I die in that time you guys'll cover my funeral, right?
Ames: *snorts* Yeah. Please try not to die.
Luke: Hey, I can only do so much. *sluuuurp* So hey, is this adopting me thing cuz Liz has adult kids running around?
Ames: *frown* Uh, no. This adopting you thing is all about you kid. Keeping you safe, giving you somewhere to belong and be wanted.
Luke: ... *trying not to wibble* K. Good. I was wondering.
Ames: I love Trev and Thom, but this has nothing to do with them. *wibbles a bit 'cause of what Trev said to her about being a mom*
Luke: Good. I mean, I don't mind being used like that but it's nice to know that's not why.
Ames: Waitwait. How the hell would me adopting you be me using you? I don't get it.
Luke: *sighs* I dunno, Ames. I get sorta messed up when people do nice things. I look for the payback, the angle...
Ames: There isn't one. I wanna keep you safe. I can do it better this way. 'Sides, I already told you, I know how you're feeling,
Ames: I've been there, and I hate it for you. I wanna make it go away.
Luke: Thanks, Ames. It really does mean a lot.
Ames: *smiles* Yeah. It's gonna be good for all three of us, just watch. We'll be great.
Luke: So, is there anything I should be doing right now? Like, maybe I should find out when your birthdays are?
Ames: Birthdays are on the calendar. No expectations, alright?
Luke: Okay. No expectaions.
Ames: Put a smile on, kid. *smiiiiiiiiiiles*
Luke: *smiiiiiiiles* We should go grab a beer to celebrate.
Ames: *points* You're still underage, brat.
Luke: Am not! I'm 18! Sides... I just grab beers from the fridge and nobody says shit. And I went to strip clubs!
Ames: You're not legal ta be drinkin, brat. *THE LOOK*
Luke: *THE LOOK D:* I am in Canada.
Ames: This ain't Canada, kid.
Luke: *huffs* Yer not m... oh wait, now you are. GDI!
Ames: *laughs* If you're a good boy I'll let you pretend to have a drink.
Luke: ... *is so gonna sneak em*
Ames: *will make him CRY with empathy if he does!*
Luke: * D: HE WOULD LOCK HIMSELF IN HIS ROOM... hahah HOW TEENAGER OF HIM*
Ames: *she'd have Red wrap a pole through the handle so he couldn't get out >:)*
Luke: :O I'D BE A PRINCESS LOCKED IN A TOWER!!!
Ames: Yessssssssss.