The Room of Danger

by **Will Stanton** » Fri May 06, 2011 10:06 pm

Will waited, awkwardly, downstairs.

by **Stan Bowen** » Fri May 06, 2011 10:27 pm

"What do you have in mind, Miss Galen?"

Stan looked up to the room, speaking through the in-room microphones.

by **Amanda Weinrich** » Fri May 06, 2011 10:29 pm

"I'll take whatever injuries you have, and then try to transfer them to Will while he's a plant or an object or something."

by **Stan Bowen** » Fri May 06, 2011 10:44 pm

"Hmm.. interesting."

Stan scooted upstairs to meet with her.

by **Amanda Weinrich** » Fri May 06, 2011 11:31 pm

"Hold out your hand, please." Isabel said.

by **Stan Bowen** » Fri May 06, 2011 11:57 pm

Stan did so, curious to experience this ability.

"Just a little off the top, please..." He said, kidding.

by **Isabel Galen** » Sat May 07, 2011 12:23 am

Isabel took his hand "You've got a bit of a cold, the arm, and....what did you do to your knee?"

by **Stan Bowen** » Sat May 07, 2011 12:27 am

"Oh? I did injure the knee a little, back when I was getting back into my exercise regimen.. I'd actually forgotten about the slight pain until you just mentioned it."

by **Isabel Galen** » Sat May 07, 2011 12:30 am

"Ok." Isabel said, not really caring how he'd gotten hurt "I've got enough to pass on to Will."

by **Stan Bowen** » Sat May 07, 2011 12:32 am

"Ok, then. I'll observe."

by **Isabel Galen** » Sat May 07, 2011 12:42 am

Isabel climbed back down into the Danger Room, and walked over to Will "Ok, do you want to try being now?"

by **Will Stanton** » Sat May 07, 2011 12:52 am

"Anything you'd like in particular? Would it be easier, do you suppose, with something nice and large, or compact and simple?"

by **Amanda Weinrich** » Sat May 07, 2011 10:39 pm

"I dunno." Isabel said "Why don't you pick one?"

by **Will Stanton** » Sat May 07, 2011 10:56 pm

"If you say so," Will shrugged, and suddenly...became shorter. And wider. And recessed, and depressed....

...eventually finishing off as a big, old, overstuffed sofa.

by **Amanda Weinrich** » Sat May 07, 2011 11:12 pm

Isabel put her hands on the sofa, and started trying to connect with him, looking for a spark of something to connect with. She was...less than successful, for a long time.

by **Will Stanton** » Sat May 07, 2011 11:15 pm

It took a while, but as she kept going, leaning further into the sofa, the faintest hint of...SOMETHING was there.

by **Isabel Galen** » Sat May 07, 2011 11:32 pm

Isabel grabbed onto the whatever it was, and tried to shove the knee injury into it.

by **Stan Bowen** » Sat May 07, 2011 11:35 pm

Stan had resumed his note taking, make scribes for Izzy's movements and motions.

by **Will Stanton** » Sat May 07, 2011 11:38 pm

It was hard--very hard, as a matter of fact....and it took a lot out of Izzy, all her focus needing to be on that inner core willness...but eventually, one of the legs of the Willsofa bent, sending the thing into a slant.

by **Isabel Galen** » Sat May 07, 2011 11:48 pm

"Whoa." Isabel said, sitting back onto the floor. "That was tough."

by **Stan Bowen** » Sat May 07, 2011 11:49 pm

"How do you feel, Isabel? Tired? Exhausted? Sick?"

by **Isabel Galen** » Sun May 08, 2011 12:27 am

"I feel tired, and a little dizzy."

by **Stan Bowen** » Sun May 08, 2011 1:12 am

:Okay, I'm coming down."

Hitting a few buttons, he caused a comfy chair and a glass of water to appear next to her.

"Take a seat, don't overstress yourself."

by **Isabel Galen** » Sun May 08, 2011 1:13 am

"Yeah, good idea." Isabel said, plopping down on the couch behind her. Not really thinking about the fact that the couch was a who, not a what.

by **Will Stanton** » Sun May 08, 2011 1:19 am

The couch, thoguh lopsided, was VERY comfortable, as if it was straining to nearly it's breaking point with stuffing.

by **Isabel Galen** » Sun May 08, 2011 1:25 am

Isabel leaned back with a sigh, rubbing her temples as she relaxed, leaning back on the couch.

by **Will Stanton** » Sun May 08, 2011 1:26 am

Which *frumped* open a reclining aspect and footrest.

by **Stan Bowen** » Sun May 08, 2011 1:28 am

Stan took a few moments to gather his notes and begin the trip downstairs.

by **Isabel Galen** » Sun May 08, 2011 2:01 am

"Oh!" Isabel said, surprised at the sudden appearance of the footrest "Thank you, Will. You make a really awesome couch."

by **Will Stanton** » Sun May 08, 2011 2:06 am

Well, he would if his leg wasn't mangled, at least. But at the very least, he was comfortable, and the foam or whatever was letting her sink in quite nicely, conforming itself to her contours.

by **Isabel Galen** » Sun May 08, 2011 2:10 am

"Can you fix the leg?" Isabel asked.

by **Will Stanton** » Sun May 08, 2011 2:13 am

Will did so, bucking the couch up abruptly.

by **Isabel Galen** » Mon May 09, 2011 12:15 pm

"Awesome." Isabel said "Well, at least we know it works. We can try something else. But not now because I'm still kinda dizzy and you're comfy."

by **Will Stanton** » Mon May 09, 2011 5:21 pm

If Will had eyes, they would have rolled, but there was no motion.

by **Isabel Galen** » Tue May 10, 2011 12:09 am

Isabel took a deep breath, trying to get her head together.

by **Will Stanton** » Tue May 10, 2011 12:38 am

Will, meanwhile, was trying very hard to think of the lines from his monologue, what they were doing for dinner, how many licks it took to get the center of a tootsie roll pop--anything but the intimate contours of Isabel's rear end.

by **Stan Bowen** » Tue May 10, 2011 10:13 pm

"Testing your comfiness, Will?"

Stan walked up, going over his notes.

by **Amanda Weinrich** » Tue May 10, 2011 10:24 pm

"It seemed like a good place to sit." Isabel said hastily.

by **Stan Bowen** » Tue May 10, 2011 10:27 pm

"I'm sure he is," Stan replied.

"How are you feeling now? Still lightheaded? Do you want some more water, or get you checked out?"

by **Amanda Weinrich** » Tue May 10, 2011 10:37 pm

"I'm feeling better." Isabel said, just a little woozy "I'm ready whenever he is."

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