Welcome to Gaia! ::

Liamh held the door open to the Entertainment room. "Thanks for comin' over on short notice," he grinned back at Marshall. "Not that there's much else to do around here, but hey, it's the thought." He held up the case of the DVD Marshall had given him for Christmas, waving it back and forth while juggling the bags of chips and cans of soda in his arms. "And i figure, what better way to inaugurate it than with a bud, right?" He walked through, giving Marshall a clap on the shoulder.

"So, uh... what's this 'Furuba' series about, anyway?" He turned away from Marshall and straightened his glasses. He may be an anime buff, but he was not about to admit knowledge of girly shoujo anime.... or posession of manga thereof.

He walked over to the big, shiny, lovely flatscreen TV and started setting up the DvD player. "And THIS time, we've got the snacks FIRST... bahah, see, i've got a learning curve... i swear." He pulled out the disc and examined it. So what if it was pink....

Liamh scratched his head with his planty hand while trying to maneuver the disc carefully with his still-human one. "Zodiacs? What, like, star constellations? Heh. Must be kinda like Ranma or something... Is there any, uh... fighting?" He glanced down and spotted a DvD case lying nearby. "Hey, what's this? Heroes? ...... must be a new TV show the labmonkeys shipped over... huh." he turned it over and started reading the back. "Hey, this sounds pretty good. Save the cheerleader..... save the world!" he snorted, chuckling to himself.

Liamh turned the case over in his hands. "Well... I dunno, it might be cool... we could watch one episode before we watch Fruits - err, Furuba." He cleared his throat. "Who knows, it might be cool. Sounds like some kinda X-men thing.... maybe it's better than that crappy Mutant-X show they had.... "

"Just one?" Liamh grinned, holding up the box. "If it sucks, we can write Moreau a nasty letter." He paused thoughtfully. "Actually, we can do that anyway, but hey. And then we definitely watch the anime to make up for the suck."

Liamh grinned. "Aye aye, cap'n beaky! Sit tight, i'll get it set up.... don't drink all the Mountain Dew before i get there." Liamh fiddled with the DVD player a bit more, gently setting his Christmas present on top of it's box. He had to admit... he was more than a little curious about the selection of THAT anime. When he'd finally opened it on Christmas Day, after all the rigamarole he'd gone through trying to keep his last change from his friend, getting that blasted tableknife from that Antony woman...

Well, he figured the look on his face had set him back a few years in dignity.

Eventually he'd live that down to himself. Maybe he'd crack, fess up to Marshall. Maybe he'd try getting Marshall to crack about the gift. Subtlety, he reminded himself. Subtlety was a dangerous and cranky mistress, but who was he to look gift lions in the mouths before midnight... err, no, that was the wrong metaphor. He shook his head in exasperation, set the DvD to play, fought through the selections, and scrabbled back to the couch to fling himself down with a satisfied expression as the opening sequences unfolded.

"I totally get to be Tom Servo."

Fumbling for the remote with his good hand, Liamh fast forwarded a bit through the narration, stopping and rewinding when it looked like somebody was doing something. A guy was standing on the edge of a building, and the narrator was still talking.

Then the guy pitched himself off the edge, plummetting down toward the street.

"Woo, they're killing people off already," Liamh cackled, tipping back his mountain dew. "Jump, laddieh!" he crowed in his half-baked Sean Connery accent. He gave a snort and chucked a potato chip at the TV when the jumping guy woke. Passing Marshall the chip bag, he smirked at a bit of dialogue about God and cockroaches. Maybe this would be funny after all. "Hey now, roaches? Don't go giving Moreau any ideas, that would be creepy..."

Liamh shrugged, nearly tipping over his drink. "Eh, it's ALWAYS New York. Don't you know they've got zoning codes for superpowers? They have to pay taxes if they go heroing around anywhere else."

He munched down his potatochips as the scenes flickered past, the same professor - was he going to be the Xavier of this malarkey? - chattering to some other guy.

The plant man slurped down the rest of his can of soda, leaning over to elbow Marshall. "Hey, if you had superpowers, what would YOU have?" he grinned, still focusing on the television.

"Iceman!" Liamh laughed. "That would rock. But are you sure it isn't the 'Chilly Willy' in you talking?" he grinned, elbowing Marshall again - careful to avoid the cast. "Heh, at least we'd never have to drink warm soda again."

He mused, munching more chips and stealing one of Marshall's gummi worms. "Me... Hmm. Definitely not plants. I've seen enough plants to last a lifetime, and that's even WITHOUT looking in the mirror." he shuddered. "I'd want.... uhh... Hmm. Dangit. Spidey powers. Yeah. Or maybe i could be the Human Torch." he twitched. "Then again, that might be a little too freaky right now," he said, holding up a leafy arm. "Super speed, maybe?" He smirked.

He glanced over at the television as the blonde teenage girl seemed to be snapping her neck back into place, broken and bloodied. He whistled. "Or maybe wolverine powers. If she can make it look good, i bet I can..."

"Hey now, are you saying i wouldn't look good in a cheerleader's uniform?" Liamh in a mock-hurt tone of voice, his face stricken. He couldn't hold the expression long, and cracked up laughing. "Aw man... heeh... hey, you KNOW i make Hawaiian print look good," he grinned, wiping tears - did they feel slightly.. sticky? - of mirth from his eyes.

"Ahhhh hah!" He held up his can of Mountain Dew. "I know. Teleportation. That way i wouldn't have to haul my lazy arse around. I could just THINK and i'd be there. Poof!" he grinned, snorfing down some more chips.

"Hey, I know... i could totally be that spooky demon guy in X-men, and you could be Iceman, and, uhh..." he scratched his head. "Oz could be that blue hairy guy.... aw man, we should totally dye his hair blue on April Fools day.... And, uhh, Gaius can be..." he made a face, thinking that one over.