007.

[obstinate-view.livejournal.com]

[The sound of fire...well, burning stuff.

Then a loud, sharp yell.]

O-oh my God...

Sir! Um, sir!

Oh, God. How do you turn it off?!

Comments

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

...You're kidding.

[obstinate-view.livejournal.com]

I wish.

I wasn't even doing anything, and then well...just, help me turn it off!

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

[oh gawd he doesn't have the patience to deal with this shit]

Just stop thinking about it.

[obstinate-view.livejournal.com]

[Your fault you're hungover boss man]

That's...You can't be serious.

[A small pause as she tries this.]

It's not working!

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

[it's your fault you're... Mortal. ): He doesn't even remember how HE does this stuff ohshi--]

Just... Relax. Your blood says to burn, so things are burning. Disagreeing with it is only going to make things worse. Just go along with it until you've got control again.

[obstinate-view.livejournal.com]

[Actually, that's your fault too. He could have changed her a billion times over by now...u so fail]

[The sound of her taking deep breaths, a long silence, and then a light bulb explodes]

...I suppose agreeing with it too much is a bad idea as well...

[mmm-paradise.livejournal.com]

[laugh] Trouble?

[obstinate-view.livejournal.com]

Yes...

I accidentally lit the couch on fire..

[mmm-paradise.livejournal.com]

That's all?