I tried to comment once as an anon and it didn't work. What happened? Since we are allowed to comment as ourselves I am trying again.
This is adorable! How is there so much talent in this tiny fandom?
It still amazed Lincoln that despite all the weird, make-your-skin-crawl events he dealt with in Fringe Division everyday, there were still times where they had to do mundane things like paperwork. His first week working with them he almost forgot paperwork existed. It was a welcome change, though. No bouncing bodies or people who change their face. Just filling out reports like the good old days.
Well, like good old last month.
Hugs for Lincoln!
He tried to shrug apathetically, but his face surely betrayed his confused thoughts. “I met Olivia's.... Person. Double. Doppelganger-”
“Whatever you want to call it.” Astrid interrupted him with a grin. “Yeah. She's something, isn't she?”
Yes she sure is.
“Sure.” She eyed Dr. Bishop, who was attempting to drink his milkshake, walk down the steps backwards, and talk to Olivia at the same time. “I'm going to go deal with that. Make sure you make it something good, okay?” She sent him one last smile before jogging across the lab and snatching the drink out of Walters hand.
I love this! Your Astrid is warm and funny and smart and so very her.
Re: Superhero Hype (Lincoln and Astrid- everybody needs an alter-ego)
Date: 2011-12-24 04:45 pm (UTC)This is adorable! How is there so much talent in this tiny fandom?
It still amazed Lincoln that despite all the weird, make-your-skin-crawl events he dealt with in Fringe Division everyday, there were still times where they had to do mundane things like paperwork. His first week working with them he almost forgot paperwork existed. It was a welcome change, though. No bouncing bodies or people who change their face. Just filling out reports like the good old days.
Well, like good old last month.
Hugs for Lincoln!
He tried to shrug apathetically, but his face surely betrayed his confused thoughts. “I met Olivia's.... Person. Double. Doppelganger-”
“Whatever you want to call it.” Astrid interrupted him with a grin. “Yeah. She's something, isn't she?”
Yes she sure is.
“Sure.” She eyed Dr. Bishop, who was attempting to drink his milkshake, walk down the steps backwards, and talk to Olivia at the same time. “I'm going to go deal with that. Make sure you make it something good, okay?” She sent him one last smile before jogging across the lab and snatching the drink out of Walters hand.
I love this! Your Astrid is warm and funny and smart and so very her.