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Haymitch: So apparently all the bad vibes I’ve been feeling are actually what’s called “severe psychological distress”.
just a regular workplace relationship
someone draw crossover fanart of them being friends NOWWWWW
Grace: This is a mistake
Dimitri, enthusiastically: A mistake we're going to laugh about one day!
Grace: But not today
Dimitri, still enthusiastic: Oh, no. Today's going to be a mess
Fine. My tortured souls are allowed naps. In transit. Because they are so exhausted. :)
@the-tardis-is-blue I had to draw it.
POV you are Eva Stratt and your brain is absolutely fried after a long day of disaster management, meetings with world leaders, and giving too much of a fuck about a planet whose people would sooner see you drawn and quartered in the town square after being pelted with rocks and/or whipped (you're not entirely unsure about that explicitly NOT being an option. You've pissed too many people off for it to be entirely off the table). You walk past the labs just to check in on everyone; a brief look through the window and nothing more. For morale or something. And to maybe see a friend if he's there..
The fluorescents make your head pound more. Someone spots you. Damn. Are they- yep. They're coming over. You acknowledge stiffly. They open their mouth and begin to say something. You're not sure what. There's so much scientific jargon in it that it's a struggle not to just completely zone out, nod, and agree to whatever it is. They finish, they smile, you nod, then they leave. Grace appears to your right and you've no clue how he got there - he's like a cat in that regard. "They were just letting you know that we've managed to speed up breeding time for the astrophage," he says, straight to the point. There's a "woomp there it is" that cycles through the back of your thoughts that solidifies the information. You nod. That makes more sense than whatever the hell you'd heard first. Thank God there's someone here who can make this information more digestible when you're running on fumes.
Dr. Ryland Grace, the man that you are.
Teacher perpetually frustrated with parents, loser science lapdog to the most powerful woman on earth, man with priorities.
let's take into account that the battle of manhattan was just one giant game of Home Alone.
'the gods are out fighting typhon? communications are down because kronos put a time spell around new york? let's attack mount olympus!'
'oh fuck they have violent and defensive children fuck fuck fuck'
i find it funny to think that the version of grace that took pills from strangers without knowing what they were (assuming that he wasnt *entirely* joking when he said that) is also the same version of grace that called the leading scholar in his field a "staggering waste of carbon" lmao... i would read a full novel about grace's college experience / 20's im so serious
The science pet, always come in handy.
Dimitri: Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the items you have lost throughout your life
Grace: Self-esteem, haven't seen you in years!
Dr Lamai: Oh wow, my childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this!
Dr Leclerc: I knew I lost that potential somewhere!
Dr Rednell: My moral code, is that you?
Dimitri:
Dimitri: I was just gonna show you this cool trunk my mother left me but do you guys need a hug?
Stratt: Maybe the real monster was the friends we both literally and figuratively murdered along the way.
Grace: *tearing up the room* Where are they?
Grace: *looking under a pillow* Who moved them? Who moved my children?
Grace: Somebody moved my sour skittles, and now I am going to start killing.
Yao: Where is everyone?
Grace: Dr Leclerc had a nervous collapse, Dr Lamai is looking after them, Stratt is trying to kill Dr Rednell, so I’m in charge.
Yao: Oh my god!
Grace: I know, right?
Dr Rednell: You don't know anything about me!
Stratt: I know EVERYTHING about you! You are an open book written for very dumb children!