doc_holi | Musebox #1 [CLOSED]

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Musebox #1 [CLOSED]

Who: Holiday and Six
What: being awkward/horrible/flirty/omg
When: Right after "Six Minus Six"
Where: Providence HQ
Warnings: Spoilers for "Six Minus Six" and MAYBE "Lions And Lambs"

Holiday walked back into the tower after the LONGEST couple of days she ever had. Okay, not the longest, but it was far too close for comfort.

She set the chart she had carried in with her down on the desk, already turning her attention to the computer screen. So, Caesar's invention hadn't worked... twice. It was good that her sister was cured, because Six had just become her new project. She had to get the other Six back. This one was driving her nuts... even if he could be sweet... when he wanted to be.

She sighed, staring at the computer, but not sitting down. At least, he wasn't physically hurt... That was a good plus.

Didn't mean that she couldn't worry...

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No, he wasn't being fair to the old Six and Holiday knew it.

"He never said 'yes', either."

... Did that really just come out of her mouth. She breathes out through her nose, closing her eyes. Why did this had to happen? And why to him, of ALL the people out there?

Now, she's just going to rub her temple. Another long day.

"So he left you dangling."

Six sighed and looked out at the Zoo again. On impulse he punched his reflection in the face, hoping to unleash some of his frustration.

It helped. A little. But it didn't solve the problem any.

He slumped again and turned back to her.

"Might as well get these tests over with."

It's not just about HER! She wanted to SCREAM at him, but... he had his own problems right now. It still hurt, though. Even if she didn't like it, she felt that she had a right to take up for the man that used to be Six. Even if he didn't care for her like that or refused to.

Instead, she stayed silent, quietly walking back to where they were in the first place. Right. Tests.

He looked down at the tie in his hands and automatically put it back on as if having it on during the tests would help him focus on who he'd once been. He then picked the leads up from where he'd carelessly thrown them on the floor, reaching up to put them back into place without her assistance. He knew where they were supposed to go. His past six years were a blank but his recent memories weren't gone.

He sat back down and took a deep breath to calm himself. He then looked to the monitor where she'd put the ink blots before.

"So. More Rorschach?"

He hid a smirk at that, wondering what her reaction would be to him actually knowing the formal name of the ink blot test.

Well, prepare to be amazed! The old Six was a smart man, even if he didn't show that too often either, so she's not surprised in the least... She would've been more surprised if he didn't know.

"We didn't get to finish them last time, so we start start there, if you don't mind."

Of course, last time didn't go well at all, but might as well try it... A few trail runs, then maybe she'd move him to something else if he started talking Tahiti again.

Well, that reaction was mildly disappointing. He'd always enjoyed watching scientists and other intellectual elites stumbling over the concept that the hired gun understood what they were saying.

He gave a careless shrug. "You're the doctor."

He crossed his ankles again, relaxing.

Alright, then. She pulled up the program and started off as the screen clicked on (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/7/70/Rorschach_blot_01.jpg).

"Okay. What do you see in here?"

And, please, be mature.

He studied it for a moment, weighing his responses before speaking them aloud.

How would his other self have answered it? Nothing dirty, that much was obvious.

"Some kind of moth maybe."

Okay. Moths were good. That was solid, neutral territory. Everyone is indifferent about a moth.

She just gives a half nod to it, not even offering a smile. Smiles left out in their earlier conversation.

She clicked to the next slide. "What about this (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/1/14/Rorschach_blot_04.jpg) one?"

The response was immediate. No pause to ponder what his other self might've said.

"A dog attacking."

That was quicker than the first, but she's not surprised by that fact.

Alright. The dog thing was curious though. She clicked the next one. "And this (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/bc/Rorschach_blot_02.jpg) one?"

Six stared for several minutes, trying to reason something out. Because good lord, she was going to be upset with him if he blurted out the first thing that popped into his head.

"Pass," he said after a few minutes of silence.

Pass? Who passed? It was Rorschach. You don't just pass.

... He was thinking something again, wasn't he?

ALRIGHT, FINE. THEY'LL PASS. But she'll come back to it later.

"Right..." And she clicked to the next one. "Try this one (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/8/82/Rorschach_blot_03.jpg/800px-Rorschach_blot_03.jpg) then."

...Oh God.

"Pass."

He eyed her suspiciously before turning his eyes back to the screen. He straightened up in his seat.

...

Alright, she's going to glare at him a little bit now.

"How about this (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/2/2d/Rorschach_blot_07.jpg) one?"

Answer wisely.

Oh good. Back to neutral. He relaxed his position again.

"Broken tank tread."

He glanced at the readouts the electrodes were taking. He wasn't a stupid man but it was ancient Greek to him.

Broken tank-? Huh... It kinda does. Alright. At least, he answered it.

With a relieved sigh, she moved on to the next (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/7/74/Rorschach_blot_06.jpg) one. "Hm?"

He tilted his head to one side. "I don't know. A guitar of some kind?"

She took a peak at the slide and shrugged. Eh. Close enough.

And then she moved to the next one. "And this (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/b/b7/Rorschach_blot_09.jpg/647px-Rorschach_blot_09.jpg)?"

"Pair of Chinese dragons."

Nice and safe answer. Well, the bottom of the blot didn't quite fit but the yellow parts did.

Good. They were going good. He wasn't skipping half of them anymore. Or talking about Tahiti. Good.

She clicked it again. "What about this (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/3/32/Rorschach_blot_10.jpg/751px-Rorschach_blot_10.jpg)?"

"...Pass."

It was safer territory than the other two, but he wasn't going to step in that minefield. One would've approved.

He frowned. He'd been trying to contact his mentor for the past few days to get the man's input but he still had yet to reach him. Perhaps One had dipped his hand into the jobs list for something that required his specific touch.

... Her shoulders slumped. Seriously. This again. Really.

"Alright," she managed to say with some calm, "Let's try this (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/54/Rorschach_blot_05.jpg) one."

Does he know that she's going back to these eventually?

"A bat," Six answered promptly.

He didn't know she was going to return to the earlier ones he'd passed on. At least she wasn't forcing him to answer.

And the last one!

She clicked to the next slide. "And this (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/4/43/Rorschach_blot_08.jpg/689px-Rorschach_blot_08.jpg)?"

Six is about to get a rude surprise, then.

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There's 10 of these things, so two left until she, ehem, goes back.

That'll be fun. XD

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