Noisy character is trying to be comforting

[damncompass]

Ok, so I don't really like being Schrodinger's Brother either, you know. I do like the idea of drunk watching and tweeting, if I have a say in it. It'll give us both the chance to rant, and maybe get it out of both of our systems.

Hey, write that fic you've been avoiding. That has nothing to do with strange revelations that I'm not exactly comfortable with.

I wish I knew why Claudia was taking this better than I am. I could be more comfortable with alternate universes, damnit! I am a theoretical physicist... in theory at least.

So, just calm down. I'm fine where I am, and we're going to both be just fine.

Comments

[claudiometer]

Maybe because I've had longer to get used to the idea that that isn't us? I mean, mun's been planning to go off-script since "Reset" first aired, pretty much. Changing that would've changed a lot, even if you hadn't ended up as strongly in the mix.
And she wouldn't be trying to incorporate this bullshit anyway, not after three years of a completely different backstory. Need a blood sample? GET YOU, DUH. Assuming she even kept the bronzing-me part (balls on toast, lady, balls on toast).

[damncompass]

I just... This is getting annoying. The more I hear, the more I don't like it. I'm going to need a drink by the end of this, not just her.

[claudiometer]

I think it's the lovely cameo by you...r answering machine that really makes it absurd. I know you're an '80s kid but even you have a cell phone.

[damncompass]

Duh. I mean... why the hell is there an ansaphone cameo? Really? That just opens so many more questions. Argh.

[claudiometer]

At least we don't have to deal with it!