oh, uh, like a couple bucks. i get a discount, i work at a coffee shop — are you sure it's okay? you can borrow my sweater or something if you want, so you don't have to have coffee on your shirt when you go . . . wherever you're off to?
/ @G0RE0US
well, i imagine it would. you never have to, er . . . search for your remote. among other stuff. * a hesitant smile, uncertain and soft, as he stumbled through his sentences. * so is it all devices? or just televisions?
/ @straysignal
* surely he should have been more alarmed, but considering his own powers, he had surely seen stranger. * absolutely, that's incredible. have you always been able to do that — ? this is amazing, it really is! ah, sorry, i shouldn't get so excited over it, i just — it's /really/ cool.
/ @straysignal
you can /what?/ * his eyes shifted between percy and the television again, once, twice, before grinning. * wow! oh, that's so cool! does that have anything to do with the fact that you can't leave? can you control devices from other places and stuff? * and, again, the questions were back, but this time with a more lively way about them. *
/ @straysignal
* he let out a breath. tuesday. good. he should have done a reality check sooner, but he had everything under control! mostly. wasn't /his/ fault he'd ended up somewhere in europe. * oh, sure, th — * he blinked a few times as the tv turned on despite the remote being nowhere to be seen. casting a perplexed glance around, he hesitantly finished, * that would be good. how did you do that?
/ @straysignal
* never one to truly make himself at home in someone else's house, he stood with his arms folded across his stomach, nodding absently as he listened. * oh — that's alright. thanks, but i ate lunch . . . i think. what day is it, actually—? i mean, i'm pretty sure it was today.
/ @straysignal
sounds pretty boring. i don't know /how/ good of company i make, but i'm glad to make conversation. * he adjusted his glasses as he followed, glancing around at the furniture and decor. it was odd, the way the house seemed so lived in and yet percy was the only one here. * oh, sure, yeah. uh, thank you, i appreciate it. normally i'd go back home but it's late, i don't have the energy to get all the way back to america.
/ @straysignal
* dexter glanced around as he stepped through the open door of the house, eyes scanning the inside a bit nervously. normally he wouldn't have accepted the offer of staying with a stranger — the offer sort of screamed danger — but it made him even more nervous to stay by himself. * sorry if i'm intruding or something, by the way. i don't know how often you get visitors, i don't mean to bother you.
/ @straysignal
* with a nod, he followed, trailing after his new acquaintance and casting curious glances at the empty buildings they passed. * i mean, uh, i'm pretty freaked out, but it's hardly your fault. don't shoot the messenger and all that. besides, i could hardly be upset with you directly, what with you helping me not spend the night outside and all.
/ @straysignal
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