Prince Tarvek Sturmvoraus, the Storm King (sneakystormking) wrote in the_tardis_trap, @ 2014-08-22 12:51:00 |
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Entry tags: | agatha heterodyne : heterodynamic, gilgamesh wulfenbach : iamincontrol, tarvek sturmvoraus : sneakystormking |
Who: Tarvek, Gil, and Agatha
Where: Her lab
What: Dealing with Agatha's little problem
When: Right after this and this
Warnings: Gil and Tar's boy-stupidity, mad science
Agatha needed him. Well, that much went without saying. They both needed him until they got rid of Lucrezia. And after that... well, he'd just be a nuisance. But that wasn't Agatha's fault. And he wasn't about to let the Other run loose. He'd stop her, no matter what.
He glance at his mirror in disgust. It had been days since he'd taken care of his appearance. He looked like a tramp. Oh, well. There wasn't much time. He could at least change into some clean clothes, which he did as quickly as he could manage. His hair he managed to tie back until it was half-decent, but he didn't have time to shave. Maroon stubble dotted his face. His eyes were bloodshot from lack of sleep; he wasn't going to admit to the crying. He'd never seen himself so disheveled.
He gathered up his tools and notes, then made his way towards Agatha's lab. He wasn't looking forward to seeing Gil at all. They'd barely spoken since... everything had gone wrong.
Well, maybe he could get this over with, then crawl into his lab and never come out again.
He peered into her lab, almost anxiously. "Agatha?"