Who: Dr Bruce Banner and Dr Spencer Reid What: Science bros Father and Son? X-D When: Sunday morning (slightly backdated; SORRY!) Where: Bruce Banner's Clinic -- specifically, the CHEMISTRY LAB! :-D <3 Why: Because -- SCIENCE! X-D Status // Warnings: Closed and ongoing // EXPLOSIONS, maybe? X-D <3 (Some swearing, too!)
Dr Reid was used enough to people discounting him because he was just a "kid"; he was a child prodigy, after all, and had been a mere "kid" to everyone since the day he had made it into high school at the tender age of nine. He had been beaten up quite a bit as a nine-year old prodigy, of course, too. And this was exactly why he missed Gideon -- who had always treated him with the utmost respect, even making sure to always introduce him as Dr Spencer Reid, rather than merely SSA Spencer Reid. Though he still couldn't seem to beat Gideon at Chess, well -- he would get there, he was sure, eventually...! After all, just as the apprentice always eventually left behind the master, so too did the son always leave behind his father... And he DID consider Jason Gideon to be a father figure to him - better than his actual father had been, at any rate!
Good G-d, he missed his pseudo-father, Gideon, right about now...
But hey maybe, he could make a new pseudo-family here, especially with Garcia already here. After all, Garcia was basically the glue that held the old team together.... And surely she would like this new man he'd met over the intranet network: Dr Bruce Banner. He could hope, at any rate!
Anyway's, he was on his way to meet this new father figure type, in person, having learned the location of his clinic, and his CHEMISTRY lab, too! He was walking rather slowly and gingerly, of course, given the beating (with a FUCKING BELT!) that his feet had taken from Tobias Hankel (or... one of his multiple personalities, rather...!), and he was really beginning to rue not finding some nice thong sandals, rather than to shoe his feet in his normal, business-like wingtips -- although there again, he supposed that the slapping motion of the thongs upon his bare soles would have been equally painful...
Anyway's, he DID eventually make it to the clinic doors, where he opened them, and promptly... collapsed into the nearest chair, flexing his feet inside his shoes. After a few moments of this exercise,he managed to get his feet to bear his weight again, and thus stood again, and went wandering into the back of the clinic...
"Hallo? Dr Banner, sir? It's -- it's Dr Spencer Reid... Here to work your chemistry lab...?"