Vol. 1 #106 -- [Voice/Action]

[howsmashing]

[Voice]

[The feed starts with Bruce staring down at the journal, resting his head on his hand as he taps on the journal with the eraser part of his pencil. This goes on for a couple moments before he readjusts and finally speaks.]

Oh, sorry... [He kind of zoned out for a moment there.] It seems like everyone has been getting into the Valentines Day spirit lately. I guess Cupid's been busy this year... [Actually he’s more than positive that this must be an experiment of some kind, but hey, he won’t spoil anyone’s fun.]

But to fit in with the season I figured I’d ask a fitting question: What is your definition of love?

[Action]

[Bruce is not the happiest of campers on Valentine's Day. The Holiday reminds him far too much of the time he's spent with Betty. And the life he had that used to be relatively normal. It was something that he knew he could never get back again. And being stuck in Luceti only made that realization that much harder.

He'll be moping on a bench somewhere, doing theories and mathematical equations in his notebook.]

Comments

[whydidisaverick]

Yeah, I probably should've figured as much...

I take it Cupid hasn't gotten to you at all this time? [And by Cupid obv he means the Malnosso because there's no way this isn't an experiment in his mind.]

[doubleppk]

I was kidnapped until Valentine's Day itself. Perhaps I should be grateful.

[Hint... she's not.]

[whydidisaverick]

You were... kidnapped?

[Wow he had no idea. How did he miss that?]

I'm sorry, I hadn't realized.

[doubleppk]

[Spreads her hands with a shrug.] It was quiet. I don't think anyone noticed except Lupin and everyone he complained to.

[whydidisaverick]

Oh, is Lupin a friend of yours?

[He's actually never met him or anything, but he might have heard his name mentioned over the journals a few times.]

[doubleppk]

My ex. Though do try reminding him that.

[whydidisaverick]

[He smiles slightly at that.]

I'm sure he's not that bad...

[doubleppk]

Oh no, he is.

He stole my fiance once. For himself. Because he wanted the paintings that were going to be the wedding present. Another time? I spent three months investigating a counterfeiting ring once, and he got it into his head that he had to rescue the girl I was tutoring from my employer, came in and busted the place up, crashed the lovely gyrocoptor I wanted and everything. [Actually, she crashed it saving his life, but she holds him responsible, and won't admit she saved his life.] And just ask him about his beer snow cones.

[whydidisaverick]

[Hold on for one minute while Bruce actually tries to process all of this and try not to break his mind-- beer snow cones??]

...wait, what? Did I hear all of that correctly? [... Though admittedly, he turns into a giant green monster. Maybe he should be less surprised by things like this.] Okay, I take it back. It seems like he's quite the... friend to have. [Or at least he thinks he's her friend? He don't even.]

[doubleppk]

Not a friend. Rival. Frenemy at best.

Pain in the ass more like.

[whydidisaverick]

Well I'm sure he's not... all... bad? [Or at least he hopes not.] For you to even consider him a frenemy I mean.

Actually... now that I think about it... that names sounds kind of familiar. [Almost as if ya know. He had heard of that name in passing somewhere before. Like he's some kind of celebrity or something-- ooooh. Know what he's thinking of? Lupins. The plant. That was it.]

[doubleppk]

He has... moments. But a lot of people wind up with moments if you're just around them enough.