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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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[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.