[a+b==infinity]

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

[he's randomly doodling arrays in chalk all over the HQ square, knowing full well that he cannot activate them. he's currently wearing his own clothes and whistling.]

I wish I knew why my bluebird never needed an array. And why I miss this disgusting alchemy so...

Comments

[sexieredward.livejournal.com]

What the hell are you wearing? *snickers*

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

[oh hi AIMS CHALK AT HIS FACE]

[sexieredward.livejournal.com]

*Catches!*

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

[gets to his feet and unconsciously stomps one, and he glares]

Not my fault that you have no sense of fashion.

[sexieredward.livejournal.com]

Are you kidding? This is the height of modern fashion.

You're deluded.

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

[takes one long, slow look at him, up and down, before rolling his eyes.]

Fashion is relative, dearheart.

I thought that was common knowledge.

[sexieredward.livejournal.com]

What's common knowledge -- That fashion is relative, or that you're deluded?

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

Both, actually.

[sexieredward.livejournal.com]

At least you're honest about your faults.

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

It is not a fault! Delusion is -

What do you mean, at least? Was that an insult?

[sexieredward.livejournal.com]

You're slower than Ed ever was.

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

...

[pelts him with pieces of chalk. followed by the box. and various small animals.]

You are infuriating.

[sexieredward.livejournal.com]

*Hit by the chalk, but dodges the box*

Yeah, I've heard that.

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

Well, why then have you not tried doing something about it?

[sexieredward.livejournal.com]

About what?

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

About your being infuriating. It is not exactly the best trait one could have.

[sexieredward.livejournal.com]

If other people are pissed off by the way I act that's their problem, not mine.

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

You are doing it again.

No wonder you have not gotten laid Edward is so irritated by you.

[sexieredward.livejournal.com]

Am I? Gee, how terrible of me.

........shut up Do you think I care what Ed thinks?

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

You are incorrigible! [throws up hands in frustration]

...laughs! I do, actually. [sidles up to him.] I really, really do.

[sexieredward.livejournal.com]

Good.

*...backing away from the creepiness* What would you know?

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

In terms of this body? A lot.

Teenage boys often output their sexual frustration by being infuriating with the people they like.

[sexieredward.livejournal.com]

What's the phrase I'm thinking of? Oh yeah... Wishful thinking.

LMAO that's brilliant

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

Are you sure? [nudges]

Poor guy ;;

[sexieredward.livejournal.com]

*twitches* What would you care about it, either way?