03 Event Post/ Engineer

[crazy_clownwoman]

[Harley yawned as the world came back into clairity. Still in Mayfied?....yup. Drats. She yawned again as she sat up, streched and looked around.

Wait....

Leaping out of the bed she grabbed a nearby lamp as a possible weapon and looked over at the other person in the room with her]

Hey...wake up!

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[nodispenser4u.livejournal.com]

[Damn it, Harley, he'd been sleeping so well.
Which was, admittedly, a little odd, considering he'd given Hungary rights to the bed since she'd come back from her few day's brainwashing. Respecting a lady, just like his momma taught him.
So he was a little reluctant to actually wake up now that he was already asleep, not to mention in a real bed instead of the stupid couch.
But he cracks his eyes open anyways, and- oh holy shit that is a lamp pointed at his face.
He sits upright, and tries to get himself out of the threat range. Having a lightbulb broken on his head was not his idea of a good time.]

Okay, ma'am, calm down. I ain't gonna- hold up, the hell are you doin' here?

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

[Still holding the lamp in her hands as though it would be a useful weapon]

Why don't you, tell me mister! I just woke up here!

[nodispenser4u.livejournal.com]

[He holds his hands up to show he's unarmed. It's not like he went to sleep with his wrench in his pocket or anything. he's starting to think that might be a good plan from now on, though.]

We're in the same boat then, ma'am, this sure as heck wasn't somethin' I'd do. Just put the lamp down, lady, I ain't gonna hurt you 'less you give me reason.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

[It took her a while...but]

Hey...I know you.

[Lowers the lamp]

You're that Engineer guy right? The one building the turret.

[Lamp is now being held without menence]

[nodispenser4u.livejournal.com]

[it takes him a second once the threat is gone, but yeah, he recognizes her. He lowers his hands, looking relieved.]

Yeah, that's me. You're.. uh.

[he scratches his head. Crap. He hadnt expected to see too much of her, so he hadn't bothered to make any effort to remember her name.]

Sorry, ma'am, can't say I'm rememberin' your name. You were interested in 'er, though?

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

The name's Harley and yeah! It was really neat!

[Glances down at the lamp in her hand and grinns sheepishly as she puts it back.]

Oh....and...uh, sorry for threaten ya' with the lamp.

[nodispenser4u.livejournal.com]

Should see some'a the stuff I could throw together back home.

[he waves it off. Is he a little bit sad he can't do more while he's here? maybe a little.
He gets up out of the bed, and makes his way to the door.]
Was nice talkin' to ya, miss, but I reckon I should head back. Got a project I ain't.. [this doorknob is not turning. Engineer disapproves.] finished?
Huh.
[He tries again, with both hands, this time jiggling the knob. nope. still not working. He turns back around to Harley, and jabs his thumb towards the door.]
Y'didn't lock this, did ya?

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

[The look on her face would be enough to show she doesn't]

No. Like I said, I just woke up here.

[Walks over to the door and tries to open it herself and fails]

What the...

[nodispenser4u.livejournal.com]

[Oh, well, shit. He studies her face for a moment, trying to tell if she's lying. After a few seconds, he sighs irritably and turns back to the door, giving the handle on last half-hearted turn.]

Damn place done thrown another curve at us.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

You mean were stuck in here?

[Runs over to the window and tries to open it...fails again.]

Leans down under it with a sigh.

Well this stinks.