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 Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2011 12:15 pm
He gave a low whistle, "Sure is well-stocked, that's for sure..." He couldn't help but think how much of a disaster area the room would be if one those shelves took a tumble. A slight nod acknowledged the outpost's secondary purpose. It made sense. Besides being underground, it was well-made and far enough separated from the rest of the city that it was unlikely to be discovered with any ease.
Lucas exchanged a long, quiet stare with the happy-faced little bubbles before a short peal of laughter escaped him. He removed his glasses, partially covering his face with his hand until the random fit of humor had passed. "Right, okay, soap it is." They probably had the supplies there to stock the labs for a year, or to combat - or cause - nuclear fallout, and he was there to pick up soap.
Well, at least it was happy soap.
"All right then, should I just uhh... pick this stuff up, like...?" He positioned himself to do so if given the okay.
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2011 12:32 pm
When Lucas broke out into laughter, Will was somewhat surprised by the sudden outburst. But then he let out a laugh as well once he caught the humor of the situation.
"Well, this is what grunts are for actually. We get to do the menial jobs until we get bumped up in rank." The red headed man gave a roll of his shoulders. Oh well, it wasn't so bad, or so he thought anyway.
"Yeah go ahead and take as much as you need. I can help you carry it too." He then paused and looked around, before moving away and going around the corner, eventually coming back with a pair of hand trucks. "This might be easier, actually."
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2011 2:34 pm
"Yeah, true enough. And I mean, hey! Soap's pretty damn important, right?" He had a sneaking suspicion born from the mysterious odors that wafted into the hallway that a number of the Rockets didn't share in the belief, though...
"Oh, awesome. Thanks." Hand trucks made everything better. Lucas began hefting the crates onto the hand trucks, watching the eerie little smiling faces of the suds go by. What were they so happy about, anyway? Their fate was to either melt to nothingness in someone's shower or be locked away in a dark closet and be forgotten.
In the first place, why didn't Rocket invest in more menacing-looking soap...?
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2011 2:40 pm
"If you want to practice good hygiene, most definitely." Will replied as he took a case of soap and placed it on his hand trucks, then went back for another. Judging from the tone in his voice, he too had encountered Rockets who didn't.
"And why not be cheerful about it too?" He continued, motioning at the happy bubbles on the boxes. A wry grin spreading across his face. It was a bit ridiculous. But hey... if it got people excited about being clean... why not? Couldn't argue with that.
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