May 7th: stompstompStompStompSTOMPSTOMP

[Will Stanton]

"Yeah, I guess..I guess I'll go figure out how to solve THIS mess. Yeah."

[Samantha McManus]

"I can try to help you with that, if I can catch a few breaths between police reports."

[Will Stanton]

"I, uh, wouldn't want to bother you any more, professor," Will said, quietly.

[Samantha McManus]

"Have you considered hand lotion?" She said with a slight smile, hoping to lighten the mood.

[Will Stanton]

"Hand l...

Oh. Oh, I see, this is funny to you. Right. Here I am, kilned if not killed, and you're suggesting hand lotion. Great, yeah."

A tiiiiiiny grin, which he was trying REALLY hard not to let dampen his good rage. <_<

[Samantha McManus]

"Well, perhaps it's not quite enough. A full spa treatment, then? You could really use your nails done."

[Will Stanton]

"...

...

Maybe I just need to go get hammered."

[Samantha McManus]

Ms. McManus finally breaks out into a smile.

"Now there's the Will I know."

[Will Stanton]

"Yeah....sorry. It just...

Well, it's frustrating not being able to do anything. I was feeling really proud of myself, I was doing new stuff, stuff I'd never even thought of before...and then bam, a thousand nails to the face. And other, more delicate places."

[Samantha McManus]

"You'll recover from this, and you'll be there for your wife and daughter. That's what you can give them, right now. The security of being there with them."

[Will Stanton]

"Yeah...

...actually, HE had some advice on how to get out of stuff like this. I wonder if it happened to him..."

[Samantha McManus]

"How healthy is it to dwell on what our future selves could do?"

[Will Stanton]

Will looked up.

"Probably not very, huh? I mean, we aren't them..."

[Samantha McManus]

"And God willing, we never will be."

[Will Stanton]

"Aye...aye, aye, aye.

Still...it's temping...I mean, seeing what I ca..er...could do..."

[Samantha McManus]

"Still can. I doubt you'll be creaking around saying 'oil can' for long, aye?"

[Will Stanton]

"This is true.


...I HAD it, professor, I HAD it. I was moving and everything, pumping action, some kind of suction. Felt like I had a giant straw---I lost it when I got, well, blowed the shit up."