tampered | (no subject)

When; Saturday, 10/27
Rating; Unknown, but Circus-related body horror in many threads
Characters; Bruce Banner, Luke, Serrure, Sif, Asami Sato, open to anyone in City Solutions or with a good reason to be there
Summary; Bruce has ended up treating several of the Circus' victims and now they're cluttering up his lab and apartment. Open post for people to visit Luke, Serrure, and Asami or pester Bruce (and possibly Sif)
Log;

Bruce's lab and apartment hadn't been intended as a makeshift hospital ward, but there they were. He'd set Asami up in his bedroom and Luke and Serrure were still kept in separate rooms to keep their magnetism from dragging their wounded bodies back together.

He's immediately available by network, but at the moment he's in his kitchen brewing up some chamomile tea. More accurately the water's heating and he has his forehead pressed against the stainless steel door of his fridge.

[ooc: Just set up threads for the various temporary residents for easy visitation.]

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It's still new to me.

[ Well, he obviously shouldn't have such nice hair then. Hmph. ]

Have a think, there's no rush.

I want to clarify that I never really used this slang, but dude, you're harshing my vibe. [If he blushed, which he doesn't, he would blush just because he feels like a complete idiot saying that.]

[ Pfffft. Laughing, her arms wind around his shoulders in a brief hug. ]

Quit your hotsy-totsy, I can't handle you. [ To give her hands something to do in the same radius, she brushes off his shoulders. ] So cool, Bruce. Cucumbers don't compare.

[Dear god this girl is going to kill him. Where is the nearest cold shower? He needs to be around ugly guys for a while to counteract all the beautiful women around him these days.]

How's the haircut coming? [Deflect deflect deflect.] Can I peek yet?

Not yet, I'm almost done.

[ It's a mission and a half not to draw it out, but since he's getting antsy she does her best. Tucking the towel under his collar, she's careful when snipping away a would-be rat-tail, even breaths falling over the nape of his neck. ]

Stay still, doc.

[She's doing that on purpose. She's secretly a sadist, that would explain it all.]

Okay, boss. Not moving.

[ No, she's not, but the chuckle once she's finished might be a toe over the line of flirting that's been going on so far. ]

I like it when you call me that.

[ His hair is ruffled once more, then he's set free as she folds the towel carefully off his shoulders so as not to make a mess. ]

[He feels like he should change his name to Humbert Humbert.]

Yeah, remember that when I'm grading your first homework.

[Brushing away stray hairs and running a hand inside his collar to get others before he runs a hand through his hair.]

Feels better. Thanks.

[He'll just gather up the towels and head for the bathroom to... put them in the hamper. Not to lean on the sink and catch his breath or anything.]

No problem.

[ Sending him off with a smile, she takes the opportunity in his absence to run a hand through her unruly hair and take a quick drink. How her throat ever got so dry is beyond her. Completely.

A hand touches her cheeks and she rolls her eyes, consciously willing the blood away from a pinked face. ]

[He's fully composed when he comes out of the bathroom. There are some benefits to be seen from years of focus on control.]

It looks good. Thanks again. Are you hungry now?

Yes!

[ Taking a piece of fruit, she toys with it. ]

Didn't you need to check on the others?

Yeah, I'll be back in a while to check in on you. If you need anything you know how to reach me.

I'm probably just going to chow down. See you later, Bruce.

You know it. I keep all my stuff here.

[And he's off.]