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[leucemic-god.livejournal.com]

Date: June 24, 2000
Setting: First Floor Men's Bathroom
Status: Public (Newt and Loki)
Summary: Because we haven’t seen Newt ‘repair’ something in too long.



He was having a good day today. This was only the second time he’d thrown up and it was well past lunchtime. Lately throwing up les than five times qualified as a very good day for Loki, so he left the stall in almost high spirits, splashed some water into his face and smiled up at the flickering lamp on the ceiling.

There were all sorts of fun things one could do with a broken lamp and the right mark. Too bad he didn’t have one handy.

He opened the door and walked out almost colliding with ...

“Newt, my friend! What a lucky coincidence! I was just thinking of you.”

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[electrictadpole.livejournal.com]

There was a moment or two of silence, and then...

"Mrglsushi," muttered Newt, squinting. Everything was white, and sort of blurry.

He sat up rather abruptly, and winced as the room spun. He grabbed hold of the nearest available white blur to steady himself. This turned out to be Loki. "Think I've gotta thing. Concussy thing. Bloody cat."

[ooc: try help him up, the dare can happen on his way back down XP]

[leucemic-god.livejournal.com]

He was alive! He was moving and talking! Loki hugged Newt happily.

Concussy thing? Oh right, concussion. Loki knew very little about those other than that you got them from being hit over the head. Chicago wasn't that heavy, though. Or was she?

Humans were fragile, he reminded himself and at least Newt was alive. Concussions healed.

"Can you stand?" If Newt could stand and walk he was fine, Loki decided. "Here, I'll help you." He tried to pull Newt back onto his feet.

[electrictadpole.livejournal.com]

The room heaved as Newt stumbled to his feet.

"I think we're sinking," he said, before slipping in the oil, losing his balance again, and falling on top of Loki. "Oops, sorry, maybe getting up is a bit ambitious, um."

And then he realised where his hand had ended up, and froze. In fact, what with the red face and all the plaster dust, he rather resembled a giant candy cane.

[leucemic-god.livejournal.com]

There was another man's hand touching his most private parts! Under different circumstances Loki would have killed the guy, but it was an obvious accident.

"Get off me!" Loki hissed at Newt. "Now!"

[electrictadpole.livejournal.com]

"!" said Newt, attempting to free his hand without falling over. "Um, I think my watch is caught on your, um, zipper."

And just to make the attempt a miserable failure on all counts, he then fell over.

[chantinellie.livejournal.com]

Ellie shifted Chicago to one arm and clapped the other hand firmly over her mouth to contain the hysterical gigglefit that was threatening to burst out. Well, she had wanted a distraction...

[leucemic-god.livejournal.com]

Loki glared at Newt and tried to tear the human's hand away by force. Why couldn't it be Ellie stuck with her hand in his pants instead?

[chantinellie.livejournal.com]

Ellie swallowed her laughter and carefully set Chicago on the floor, nudging her gently in Crowley's direction. Best to get this straightened out before someone really did get hurt.

"Gentlemen, perhaps I can be of some assistance," she offered, stepping closer to the hapless pair. With a wave and a moment's effort of will, she disengaged Newt's watchband from Loki's zipper-pull so they could disentangle themselves.

[leucemic-god.livejournal.com]

Loki sent Ellie a grateful look and a quick smile, then glared at Newt.

"I was going to help you to the hospital wing," he declared a little poutily. "But if you're going to do things like that I'm not so sure I want to help you anymore."

[anthony-crowley.livejournal.com]

Chicago walked straight over to Crowley, delicately stepping over the mess on the floor, and butted her head against his leg, mewing plaintively. Crowley came out of his very focussed world and gathered her up in his arms, checking her over carefully to see if she'd been hurt. She seemed to be all right, so instead he just held her gently, petting her soft fur, and began to pay attention to what was happening around him. For her part, Chicago settled comfortably in his arms and started purring.