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tightsofmight ([personal profile] tightsofmight) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2009-09-11 04:59 am (UTC)

"Yeah, sounds about right," Peter agreed quietly.

Oh man, Kurt was so jumpy already. Not to mention that if he had the choice last night, he would probably have been fighting zombies in that sheet. And there was that message on the board to Indiana Jones, too, asking him not to say anything. Was sending Brainy in after him such a good idea? He could be pretty...blunt. As far as inquiries went, anyway. Peter was just glad they'd cleared up the 'alien' thing right now, because that was a disaster waiting to happen.

"Um, maybe I can do it for you? Or be there when you ask him or something. I mean, he's been wearing a sheet every night because he's terrified someone is going to try to kill him. Or mistake him for a monster. I'll just be like, support?" He shrugged. "I know he's not that great with talking about it, so it might help if I'm there. Sort of."

The crinkle didn't escape his attention. The one word to describe Peter's face when Brainy pulled out a sucker was 'What.' It couldn't have been more blatant if it was stamped across his forehead.

For some reason the concept of Brainy with candy just wasn't clicking. Being a sugar fiend was a little below his brain bracket, right? Too smart for indulgence or however that worked.

"Where did you get that?"

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