Kenzi [003] Video

[onteamdyson]

This is getting ridiculous. Does anyone have a drum kit in their house? Anyone? Attic, basement, one of the empty houses, somewhere?! I just really need to freakin' hit something before I go totes mental from insane amounts of boredom. I'm not even kidding. Just ask Phil.

Seriously need to do something that doesn't involve a cape or a baseball bat. Hit me up if you've got something!

[Private to Bruce Banner]

Hey, Bruce? Think I could seek out more hypothetical medical advice?

Comments

[could_be_dangerous]

[Audio, Private]

I suggest hitting somebody; I find that's generally a good way to artificially manufacture some excitement.

[noblexcompanion]

You could always pick up a hobby that doesn't involve the violent beating of things...

[Video, Private]

[onteamdyson]

Been there, done that, pretty sure his brother wasn't too happy about it.

But that guy deserved it! He was talking crazy talk and carrying a knife and being all ... blood-covered in general.

[onteamdyson]

It's not violent if it's musical! That just makes it art, Donna, jeeze. I am not genetically programmed for knitting!

[noblexcompanion]

You should take up bread making - kneading dough is a great way to work out frustrations and boredom.

[onteamdyson]

Bread making? Why waste good yeast on bread when it can become so much more?!

Beer.

[She may just be difficult for the sake of being difficult right now.]

[noblexcompanion]

Beer's all well and good, but not half as fun to make...

oh right we can do subjects now, clearly I need more sleep

[could_be_dangerous]

Speaking of, fellow who might actually be more thick than you are broke into my house and tried to stab me. Garish hair, compulsive thief; friend of yours?

[onteamdyson]

... [She does like fun. Actually, she's kind of desperate for fun.]

Do you know how to do it?

[noblexcompanion]

[ Fun is good. And what better way to bring a community together than with fresh baked bread! ]

I do...

DW IS SO BEAUTIFUL

[onteamdyson]

... THAT UNBELIEVABLE DICK!

[First he steals her personal space thing, now he's ripping off the thievery? Oh no. This is not-- This shit has to stop. She's totally freakin' pouting.]

He's so not a friend. We have a point system and-- HEY! You just called me stupid! What the hell, Fluffy?

[Oh right, attempted stabbing.] Are you okay?

[beenunmade]

Yanno, it's not our jobs to keep you entertained, Kenz. [ Clint shakes his head with an amused look on his face. ]

[onteamdyson]

Which house is your house?! Will you show me? How long until we can eat it?

[onteamdyson]

Get me drums and you won't have to--

HEY! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?! If you don't come back, I'm gonna go upstairs and mess up all your stuff.

[noblexcompanion]

[ Are you actually an excited three year old, Kenz? Donna laughs. ]

House 2. And yeah, I'll show you. It'll take a good few hours though.

[beenunmade]

[ Well, he did practically ask for the third degree since he contacted her after all. ]

No one wants to hear you play drums, Phil needs his beauty sleep after all. [ He smirks a bit. ]

'm...on vacation. [ He's actually standing on top of the light house right now. ] 'll come back...not yet though.

[onteamdyson]

[Yes. Yes she is. Now you know her secret and you can't be allowed to live.]

HOURS? [Hours. Hours until bread eating. She frowns before jumping up and grabbing a half-eaten cookie from the table to shove into her mouth. Now she has to try and talk around said cookie. It's a bit muffled.]

I'll be there in fifteen!

[onteamdyson]

He can sleep when I'm sufficiently occupied and not a mental health risk! Or I can just play them somewhere not near sleeping Phil. Duh. Oh wait, I know, I'll just go back home and grab the kit from my house!

[This is not a happy smile, Clint. She can't get the kit from her house. She was being sarcastic. This sucks.]

You can't be on vacation. Who the hell gave you vacation... clearance. That's it. I'm messing up your stuff.

[beenunmade]

...you're always a mental health risk. Jus' like me. Poor Phil. [ He scowls a bit, running his hand down his face for a brief moment. ]

Don't touch my stuff. 'm dealin' with somethin' 'n when that's done 'll roll right back in. Try some target practice if you're bored.

[noblexcompanion]

[ Sob. She is doomed to die for knowing the truth. But she will find a way to share it with the world.

And a few hours is short for bread really. Some take nearly all day. ]

See you soon.

[onteamdyson]

Psht. He loves it.

[He has to. Either that, or he's borderline-crazy, too. No normal person would put up with BOTH of them under one roof.]

Target practice? I don't need practice. I'm awesome. It totes would have hit him if he didn't pull a matrix and catch the bolt.

[onteamdyson]

[Soon is actually pretty soon. Mostly because she ran there and brought the knife instead of the baseball bat. Way easier to carry, less chance of making Donna think she's a psycho, still able to fend off attackers. Win.

She's just going to continuously knock on the door until Donna answers it. Hope that's not annoying!]

[noblexcompanion]

[ Yup. Pretty darn annoying. Still, Donna's in pretty good spirits! She goes to the door and answers it with a smile. ]

Hello there, Milk Girl.

[beenunmade]

Years of practiced tolerance.

[ Clint grins a little to himself at the memories. ]

Everyone needs practice, hones skills 'n shit.

[ Private to Kenzi ]

Don't rat me out like Banner did.

[onteamdyson]

Seriously? Again with the milk girl? Can I request a slightly less terrible nickname? Would that be too much to ask?

[But Kenzi's smiling, too. She actually really likes Donna. A lot. She just also likes being a stubborn brat sometimes when Bo's not here to step up her maturity.]