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"Nothing of yours is meant to be untouched." Cassie grumbled at him. Had she been speaking to someone else, it probably would have had some sort of innuendo tied to it. In this case, what was Thor's should have been hers. She looked down where he his hand was clutching her arm. That annoying protective streak the man had was admirable - if it wasn't completely misplaced.
"Some idiot probably blew a fuse. Don't you have some sort of back up power box somewhere in here?"
Ryan was starting to expect explosions when Babs was involved. Which was kind of scary if he thought hard about it. In this case, it didn't seem to be her fault - yet! But he still had a whole list he needed to go over, and having the building go down wasn't going to keep him on his boss' good side.
Of course, with the lights out, he couldn't see a damned thing. The moment he moved, he nearly smashed his nose in to a column, tripped over a book case that was tossed in the middle of the floor, and sneeze. It tasted a bit like peppermint and sausage, which was a much more pleasant after taste than the weird stuff those science nerds had him drink.
"You got a flash light or anything?" He asked. On cue something in the hall lit up, but to his surprise it wasn't from Babs. There was a weird orb hovering in the hall. Ryan was poised to move, unsure if he should start ducking from lasers, run, or ask to see the Wizard of Oz. "The hell is that thing?"
"Some idiot probably blew a fuse. Don't you have some sort of back up power box somewhere in here?"
Ryan was starting to expect explosions when Babs was involved. Which was kind of scary if he thought hard about it. In this case, it didn't seem to be her fault - yet! But he still had a whole list he needed to go over, and having the building go down wasn't going to keep him on his boss' good side.
Of course, with the lights out, he couldn't see a damned thing. The moment he moved, he nearly smashed his nose in to a column, tripped over a book case that was tossed in the middle of the floor, and sneeze. It tasted a bit like peppermint and sausage, which was a much more pleasant after taste than the weird stuff those science nerds had him drink.
"You got a flash light or anything?" He asked. On cue something in the hall lit up, but to his surprise it wasn't from Babs. There was a weird orb hovering in the hall. Ryan was poised to move, unsure if he should start ducking from lasers, run, or ask to see the Wizard of Oz. "The hell is that thing?"