Anonymous whispered: *fidgeted slightly, wanting to help but she had no idea how, glanced to Booted then to Micro who was the closest. wished she knew what to do, but if too many of them acted f!d might panic, and she knew she couldn't stand up to an android like Reg could stand up to an enhanced glados!girl* (Bartender!anon)

*Booted’s eyeing the scene worriedly too. This reminds him too much of Reg’s momentary lapse.*

*Grant’s wisely staying out of the way, and feeling slightly rejected. Which is helping him keep his head clear thus far.*

*Meanwhile, Cheryl’s pondering G’s suggestions, and thinking on what to do next. Reg was safe for now, while free of F!D”s grasp, so it was probably best to keep calm.*

Anonymous whispered: f!d: *grumbled again, holding Reg a little tighter as she tried to squirm free but then relaxed her hold immediately. she didn't want to let Chell go, but she didn't want to hurt her either. after some squirming on Reg's part she finally let her go, though she clung to her as long as she could till Reg sat down out of arms reach, then she drew her legs up, rapping her arms around her legs as she kept watching Reg* (Decaf girl)

*G leans close to Cheryl and whispers.*

If I’m reading the body language correctly, I get the impression she’s quite drawn to Reg. Knowing what we know about her, and the extent she went to save Chell, I think she’s lapsed into believing that Reg IS Chell. Or desperately wanting to.

Anonymous whispered: *while she wanted to help f!d at the same time sitting here like a living teddy or something might not be that helpful. started to push against f!d's arms, gently at first and tried to stand again* come on, I'm not going to leave just let me sit back on the couch (Decaf girl)

*Cheryl wanted to stand, but she knew this could escalate quickly if too many people reacted at once.*

*Micro, who sat closer to Reg, leaned over to her and F!D.*

Anonymous whispered: *both nod to Cheryl* -smut!anon and Shoulder!DOS

*Cheryl sighs.*

Anonymous whispered: *looked to Cheryl* I was actually wondering the same thing, but I wasn't sure if She was able to or of She's just missing things *kept her voice down a little, not wanting to upset f!d further. f!d had said she'd used to watch star trek or rainy days, perhaps she was thinking back to her date nights and Reg was the closest one for her to latch onto. was grateful it wasn't Grant* (Bartender!anon)

*Grant comes out of his Trekkie fugue to note F!D clinging onto Reg, and does a double-take.*

Anonymous whispered: *raises an eyebrow* -smut!anon I think you should let Reg go. She seems a little uncomfortable. -Shoulder!DOS

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Anonymous whispered: f!d: *grumbled incoherently at Micro's words, wrapping her arm back around Reg, leaning forward and resting her head against Reg's shoulder. she didn't want to let go, why did she have to let go?* (Decaf girl)

*Cheryl trades looks with G again.*

If I didn’t know better I’d think our friend just had a lapse like Reg does?

Anonymous whispered: *raised an eyebrow at f!d, she didn't seem to be stuck in a memory as happened to Reg sometimes, maybe she was just thinking back or trying to remember? best she could figure was that maybe she was missing her past. had no idea how that helped and wondered if she should simply go over and help pull Reg from her hold* (Bartender!anon)

*Booted has an equally perplexed look on his face. He’s seen Reg nearly punch him from a memory. To him this does seem like a sort of flashback.*

Anonymous whispered: I'm alright ... though I wouldn't mind being able to move *wished she could at least see f!d, but being held in her lap made for a crappy angle, not to mention she was facing the wrong way and couldn't simply twist around easily. tried tapping f!d's arm again to see if she might completely let go but to no avail, at this rate she was half tempted to simply try and pull herself out of her hold* (Decaf girl)

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Anonymous whispered: f!d: *kept one arm around Reg to hold her in place while raising her other hand to press her finger to her lips in a silent 'shh' before speaking softly* I'm listening for the rain *there was no rain, she knew that, but perhaps if she concentrated hard enough she just might hear it* (Decaf girl)

*Cheryl just stares weirdly, then shares a look with G.*

*G just shakes her head as if to say “Nope. No idea either.”*

*Micro frowns.*

What are you talking about? We’re underground. In Aperture. Also would you please let Reg go?

Anonymous whispered: Reg, are you okay? -smut!anon

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Anonymous whispered: *looking over to Reg and f!d she tried to get the DOS's attention the best way she could think of off the top of her head* so what did you think of the movie? *asked cheerfully, hoping that if she remained calm and casual it would help* (Bartender!anon)

*Cheryl nods, seeing the opportunity and liking it.* Yeah, what’d you make of it?