If you were faced with Him in all His glory

What would you ask if you had just one question?

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Uh, hi! This is Ca- I mean Chuck Shurley, just- Chuck, sorry. [Indistinct fumbling noises] Leave a message after the beep and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. Thanks?

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voice // if you want to log this up bb i'm going to work, or we can actionspam here up to you <3

Door's open.

[About... sob, two hours later, Chuck comes rolling up to the apartment building and up to Spike's door. Look, wheelchairs are bitches to navigate, okay?

Cue doorbell ringing etc.]

Come in. [But wait he hears the wheels. GETTING UP to open the door.]

Forgot about the chair. [Now he feels bad. He shouldv've Mary Poppins'd over to see you :( But now he's stepping back for Chuck to come in, two kittens darting past to hide under Peter's bed.]

It's okay. [Wheeling in creeaakily.] I'm thinking of attaching jet engines.

[He winces a little at the noise--super senses and all.] Guess I don't have to worry about finding you a place to sit, at least.

Nope. [He smirks a little and adjusts in the wheelchair- outfitted as it is, with padding, cushioning, and a recliner thingy that Magneto pimped it out with the day he came home from the hospital. Chuck wheels over to a convenient spot and turns around.]

So what's happening?

You're looking at it, huh? What'd you expect?

A three-ring circus. Way to be a cranky-ass.

[He reaches into a side pocket and pulls out a flask.] So, Fred.

...Fred? What about 'er? [he's eyeing that flask.]

You're friends with her, right?

Course. Knew her back home.

She seems pretty cool. [Incredibly casual nothing to see here.]

... She do something? She's not in trouble is she?

...What? No! No, she's fine. She's great.

...Good. Have Superman keeping a supersonic ear out, but if you've been hanging around her you make sure she's not getting in with anything unsavorylike. [Dad much]

....Why would you assume that someone would only bring her up if something bad was happening?

Not assuming anything. ...Did you have somethin' to tell me? About Fred?

Not really, I was just kind of... wondering about her.

Wondering about her... [And then suddenly he cracks a grin, pointing right at Chuck.] You're sweet on her, aren't you? Don't deny it.

What, I- wait.


Did you really say sweet on her?

It's a perfectly valid-- you didn't answer the question. [nice try :|]

Maybe in the 1950's and yeah, whatever. She's cool- I'm curious about her.

[He has a track record of asking out lesbians, sob. Also this Angel person. ]

She is cool, huh. Might be too cool for you.

[He tosses the flask at Spike half-petulantly.]

You're one to talk, Captain Peroxide.

[He snorts, putting up a hand to catch it. Spike takes a swig before answering.]

You want to know, what? If she's available?

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