http://eureka-bell.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] eureka-bell.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] shatterverse2008-03-17 09:51 am

Multi-pup post!

Stephen Bell has taken over much of the Cooper living room, and is buried in blueprints and choice pieces of salvage metal which are starting to take the shape of complicated switchboards and ridiculously powerful engines. Tremble in your robot boots, Jetstorm, because Vader II is rising Frankenstein's monster-like from the wreckage.

Gabriel Gray is outside again, reading again, under a tree again. Got to make the most of the weather now it's warming up for spring.

Intuition is necking in the tall grass continuing in her quest to explore the farm and its various residents.

Hibym a Jona is, shockingly, in the kitchen; today she is exploring the possibilities offered by that delicacy known as Welsh Rarebit In Huge Quantities.

Bayami is floating about in the stratosphere, waiting for the weather to change.

And a strange and unusual and really quite hungry-looking plant has found its way down to the kraken pond, where it sits in its pot and ponders the water. If it was (a) sentient and (b) on a strict diet of human bits (both of which suggestions are of course ridiculous), one might almost think that it's looking for a kindred spirit. Alas, it has not discovered ham.

The mun asks only that you mention who you're tagging. Have at!

[identity profile] clockwork-son.livejournal.com 2008-03-20 03:06 pm (UTC)(link)
(Secrecy: they fail at it.)

Well, if Steve can initiate makeouts while he's being carried, Gabe sees no reason not to reciprocate.

Yum, Steve-kisses. Best ever! :D

[identity profile] clockwork-son.livejournal.com 2008-03-20 03:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, he avoids the kraken pond. There's just something vaguely wrong about letting Spots see Daddy and Daddy with their tongues down each other's throats.

He has a bit of a perilous moment at the bunker door, but then they're down and in and headed to their room (yes, they share one now-- really, there was no point in keeping two, it's not like they ever sleep apart these days) and Gabriel has rediscovered that spot between Steve's shoulderblades where if you rub it just so, the fluffy little redhead makes the most adorable noises.

[identity profile] clockwork-son.livejournal.com 2008-03-20 03:36 pm (UTC)(link)
So is Gabriel.

And furthermore, he knows Steve is enjoying himself immensely. Besides the more obvious signs and signals-- well, Gabe knows that he's pushing the right buttons, as it were. The human body is a very intricate system, and Steve's in particular is one with which he has become very, very familiar. It's a little like working on the Sylar watch, in fact.

Only more fun.

And messier.

But if you think Gabriel is any less precise or attentive in this context, you are dead wrong.

[identity profile] clockwork-son.livejournal.com 2008-03-20 03:49 pm (UTC)(link)
There is indeed rubbing going on. In many kinds and varieties! And no. No, Gabe doesn't treat the Sylar watch quite like this.

Or like that.

Nor that, either.

And this? Yeah, this would be a little hard to do with a watch, all things considered.

[identity profile] clockwork-son.livejournal.com 2008-03-20 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Eeheehee!

Smug Gabriel is smug. In that pleasantly accomplished sort of way.

Not that he's done. Oh, far from it.

[identity profile] clockwork-son.livejournal.com 2008-03-20 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Yum.