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CHARACTERS: Stephanie Brown (
rhymeswithdeath) and Annabeth Chase (
oikodomae).
LOCATION: hallway.
WARNINGS: teenagers being teenagers (none).
SUMMARY: Steph literally bumps into Annabeth. CR HAPPENS.
NOTES: none.
[ In her defense, Stephanie was incredibly preoccupied. Between investigating the sudden space coma epidemic, patrolling near twenty-four-seven, and attempting to cope with the fact that her best space friends are a junkie, a stick-in-the-mud, and Batman, her thoughts have been scattered. Sure, she's been bored stiff, but her brain has still been going loco, too. And, dear space readers, there is only one cure for loco brain, and that is good, old-fashioned waffles drowned in an inordinate amount of syrup.
Stephanie Brown will fight anyone who says otherwise.
Luckily enough, she doesn't have to. The space kitchen is always open, so she's heading there at a brisk pace. Space phone in hand, she texts someone to meet up with her, which may have been her fatal mistake. Thanks to her bat-fail, she bumps right into Annabeth Chase — a tad painfully, actually.
Jeez, Steph, watch where you're going and slow the heck down. ]
— oof, sorry. My bad.
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LOCATION: hallway.
WARNINGS: teenagers being teenagers (none).
SUMMARY: Steph literally bumps into Annabeth. CR HAPPENS.
NOTES: none.
[ In her defense, Stephanie was incredibly preoccupied. Between investigating the sudden space coma epidemic, patrolling near twenty-four-seven, and attempting to cope with the fact that her best space friends are a junkie, a stick-in-the-mud, and Batman, her thoughts have been scattered. Sure, she's been bored stiff, but her brain has still been going loco, too. And, dear space readers, there is only one cure for loco brain, and that is good, old-fashioned waffles drowned in an inordinate amount of syrup.
Stephanie Brown will fight anyone who says otherwise.
Luckily enough, she doesn't have to. The space kitchen is always open, so she's heading there at a brisk pace. Space phone in hand, she texts someone to meet up with her, which may have been her fatal mistake. Thanks to her bat-fail, she bumps right into Annabeth Chase — a tad painfully, actually.
Jeez, Steph, watch where you're going and slow the heck down. ]
— oof, sorry. My bad.