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Lyoshka Aethra / Cool Ranch Harry / Jacob Marley-Feynman

Inventor, "Ghost"
Former Faculty Researcher, Experimental Atomic Physics Group - RLE, MIT
Owner of Pulp Kitchen
Brother of Harry Feynman from Another Universe

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...yeah, Jemma, I'm completely sure the destruction of their reality was caused by your alter and mine getting together. The second big bang, only destructive.

Edited ( ) 2017-05-16 02:19 (UTC)

I was going to say we clearly agreed on whatever it was that caused the destruction, and even then, that destruction, as far as we know, is limited only to this planet.

And why does everything come back around to us having sex? Pretty sure it wouldn't be that amazing.

Never assume that.

Uh, excuse me. Do you think erotological study is just reading the Kamaledhiplava, Speculum al foder, Lazzat Un Nisa and God knows what else?

Because two people have the power to cause havoc to an entire reality.

Hit a nerve, have I?

I'm just saying, if it were bad it wouldn't be because of me.

Definitely hit a nerve.

That reminds me. I got you something.

[ And something comes, ten minutes later, in the form of someone somewhere in this house playing a for actual digerido. ]

[Jemma's going to hunt that down and kill it.]

[ And he will blow it right in her face. ]

[Have you ever seen someone smack a didgeridoo, Harry? If not, you have now.]

New house rule, no didgeridoos in the house.

Arbitrary rule. Nope.

[Jemma is about to use the fact it's technically her house, and he's living here gratas, when another opportunity arises.

The opportunity is about 4.5lbs, fluffy, and judgemental.]

Greene! Do come in, my handsome boy.

[Now she's just going to grin.]

You really think I won't blow this at a rabbit? [ Of course he wouldn't, but still. ]

I really think you like having that lock installed.

[Greene, of course comes in, because it is his house, dammit, and how dare someone stop him from going wherever he wants.]

Edited 2017-05-16 19:33 (UTC)

[ Is it weird to glare at a rabbit? Probably. He's still going to do it. And begrudgingly, he'll put the instrument away. ]

[Jemma picks up her fluffy hero, and kisses the top of his head.

Is it possible for a rabbit to look smug? Yes it is and he's doing that right now.]

He's better than a dozen guard dogs, I swear, and find some place outside of this house to keep that blasted thing.

[Didgeridoos are her least favourite instrument.]

[ And right then and there, Harry Feynman started making plans to buy a lamellophone. ]

We'll see.

Here I was hoping you were the more mature of the Harrys Feynman.

And what does "we'll see" even mean?

I'm not the one making up arbitrary rules or threatening people, am I?

It's pretty self explanatory I think.

It's perfectly reasonable to expect a didgeridoo-free home environment.

It sounds like you plan to completely ignore my wishes.

Oh, you'll have a digeridoo free-home.

That sounds more like a threat.

How could that possibly be a threat?

I don't know, but you're Harry Feynman and it doesn't matter which one of them you are, I can tell you're plotting.

You don't know anything about me.

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