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taxonomites2010-03-26 03:55 pm
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001 - [holo] it's always about aliens
“K, man, really, will you just drop it?” J was mid-gesticulation when he found himself suddenly out of MIB headquarters and into Taxon’s arrival chamber. His words cut off and his arm hovers in the air, then he slowly glances around him to take in the surroundings. Kidnapping! Damn, he was in the middle of a conversation! Couldn’t they have waited, just a bit? He was about to win that one, he was sure of it.
With a frown and a sigh, J stuffs his hands in his suit pockets and peers about in silence for a surprisingly long moment. Then, “What? No big ol’ greeting? Just stuff me up in this place and leave me?” He scoffs and shakes his head. “Man, talk about a terrible kidnapping. I’ve seen better, thanks.”
He glances up, squinting at the device on the ceiling, expression becoming more and more confused. “Never seen one of those before. Upgraded model, maybe? Naw… still looks too different from the last one.” Which had its ups and downs, because it meant he wasn’t about to be dealing with the same goons who threw a party kidnapping them the last time, but it also meant he was dealing with new folks. Hopefully they’re amateurs.
J heads down the steps, walking past the pedestal before stopping mid-pace and backpedaling to glance down at it. Well. J did like prodding at his toys. Kidnapping or not, he was still going to manhandle the tablet, grinning a bit when he flips it open and raising a brow at the homing signal on part of the map. “Huh. Now that’s different.” Another look around the room. “Awright, still pulling the silent treatment?” He fans the tablet before him. “This your way of appeasing the black guy? Coulda at least zapped me in with my partner…”
Which begged the question if K was in another one of these chambers or still at headquarters wondering if disappearing was part of J’s argument to drop the subject on Laura already. Seriously! Him, Zed, and Frank would just not lay off! He was a grown man for god’s sake!
Irritated, he stuffs the tablet in a pocket, only just then realizing the bracelet. He groans, loudly. “You have got to be kiddin’ me…”
With a frown and a sigh, J stuffs his hands in his suit pockets and peers about in silence for a surprisingly long moment. Then, “What? No big ol’ greeting? Just stuff me up in this place and leave me?” He scoffs and shakes his head. “Man, talk about a terrible kidnapping. I’ve seen better, thanks.”
He glances up, squinting at the device on the ceiling, expression becoming more and more confused. “Never seen one of those before. Upgraded model, maybe? Naw… still looks too different from the last one.” Which had its ups and downs, because it meant he wasn’t about to be dealing with the same goons who threw a party kidnapping them the last time, but it also meant he was dealing with new folks. Hopefully they’re amateurs.
J heads down the steps, walking past the pedestal before stopping mid-pace and backpedaling to glance down at it. Well. J did like prodding at his toys. Kidnapping or not, he was still going to manhandle the tablet, grinning a bit when he flips it open and raising a brow at the homing signal on part of the map. “Huh. Now that’s different.” Another look around the room. “Awright, still pulling the silent treatment?” He fans the tablet before him. “This your way of appeasing the black guy? Coulda at least zapped me in with my partner…”
Which begged the question if K was in another one of these chambers or still at headquarters wondering if disappearing was part of J’s argument to drop the subject on Laura already. Seriously! Him, Zed, and Frank would just not lay off! He was a grown man for god’s sake!
Irritated, he stuffs the tablet in a pocket, only just then realizing the bracelet. He groans, loudly. “You have got to be kiddin’ me…”