Note to Characters
Jul. 19th, 2010 10:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragovianknightDear KITT and Ali,
Please stop snarking at each other so we can actually proceed with the story.
No Love,
Teh Authoressssss
Just after dawn, KITT turned off the music he had been playing in an effort to quiet Alicia's restless sleep, and removed the tint on his windows, allowing the sunlight warming his passenger side to penetrate his cabin. Alicia raised her right arm as if to ward off the light, then twisted away. She jerked awake with a curse, hunching to her left, her forehead resting against the steering yoke, eyes and jaw tightly clenched.
"Are you all right?"
"I was shot yesterday," she growled through clenched teeth, "what do you think?"
"I think you should be in a hospital," KITT said dryly.
"Smart ass," she muttered under her breath. Slowly, she eased back in her seat, squinting at their surroundings. "God, I haven't seen sunrise since I was a rookie. What time is it?"
"Just before six a.m."
"Can Bonnie reprogram you to not be a morning person?"
"You've been restless for quite a while," KITT explained, "and we're approaching a town with several open diners and a twenty-four hour pharmacy. Waking you at this time seemed reasonable."
"When you put it that way. I should have at least stuck around the hospital long enough to snag some of the good drugs." She fixed his dash with a glare. "And no comebacks about how I should have stuck around until I stopped bleeding, or something."
KITT revised the next thing he had planned to say. "I take it the pharmacy will be our first stop?"
"Oh god, yes."
Obligingly, KITT turned onto a side street, finally pulling up in front of a low cinderblock building sporting a truly appalling yellow and purple sign proclaiming Phil's Phamily Pharmacy. "How less than promising."
"As long as they have aspirin, I don't care."
"No aspirin," KITT said automatically. "It' a blood thinner."
Alicia rolled her eyes. "As long as they have some non-aspirin pain killers, I don't care. Happy? And don't say you'd be happier if I was in a hospital, either."
"I wasn't going to."
"Good. Let me out."
KITT remained on alert while she was inside, despite the absence of any vehicles besides an old Dodge Dart – the owner's, he confirmed with the DMV computer – parked behind the building, and the only life signs in the area belonging to Alicia and an elderly man behind the pharmacy counter.
He met her at the door, driver's door swinging open before she was fully out of the building.
"I'm torn between being impressed by the service around here, and wondering what I did to deserve a baby sitter," Alicia said, tossing her bag onto the passenger seat.
"You got shot and proceeded to leave the hospital against medical advice and all common sense," KITT retorted, before she could tell him not to.
She shook her head. "Here, I bought you something," she said, upending the paper bag onto his passenger seat and picking up a brown bottle.
"Hydrogen peroxide?"
"As promised."
"While the thought is appreciated, you may have noticed, I don't stain," KITT pointed out.
"Yeah, but a promise is still a promise." She carefully put the brown bottle in the back seat, then picked up the smaller white bottle, frowning as she tried to open the cap one handed. "Now, wasn't breakfast supposed to be part of the deal?"
"For someone who doesn't want a babysitter, you're awfully demanding."
"We don't have a lot of time to waste."
KITT was already pulling out into the empty street. "Our chances of successfully meeting with Múñoz are fairly good, barring..."
"Me getting shot again?"
"I was going to say, additional setbacks."
"Po-tay-to, po-tah-to."
I swear, I want to wring both their necks. You know, if KITT had a neck to wring. And if they weren't both fictional.
Perhaps tomorrow it shall be time for more Indestructible.
Please stop snarking at each other so we can actually proceed with the story.
No Love,
Teh Authoressssss
Just after dawn, KITT turned off the music he had been playing in an effort to quiet Alicia's restless sleep, and removed the tint on his windows, allowing the sunlight warming his passenger side to penetrate his cabin. Alicia raised her right arm as if to ward off the light, then twisted away. She jerked awake with a curse, hunching to her left, her forehead resting against the steering yoke, eyes and jaw tightly clenched.
"Are you all right?"
"I was shot yesterday," she growled through clenched teeth, "what do you think?"
"I think you should be in a hospital," KITT said dryly.
"Smart ass," she muttered under her breath. Slowly, she eased back in her seat, squinting at their surroundings. "God, I haven't seen sunrise since I was a rookie. What time is it?"
"Just before six a.m."
"Can Bonnie reprogram you to not be a morning person?"
"You've been restless for quite a while," KITT explained, "and we're approaching a town with several open diners and a twenty-four hour pharmacy. Waking you at this time seemed reasonable."
"When you put it that way. I should have at least stuck around the hospital long enough to snag some of the good drugs." She fixed his dash with a glare. "And no comebacks about how I should have stuck around until I stopped bleeding, or something."
KITT revised the next thing he had planned to say. "I take it the pharmacy will be our first stop?"
"Oh god, yes."
Obligingly, KITT turned onto a side street, finally pulling up in front of a low cinderblock building sporting a truly appalling yellow and purple sign proclaiming Phil's Phamily Pharmacy. "How less than promising."
"As long as they have aspirin, I don't care."
"No aspirin," KITT said automatically. "It' a blood thinner."
Alicia rolled her eyes. "As long as they have some non-aspirin pain killers, I don't care. Happy? And don't say you'd be happier if I was in a hospital, either."
"I wasn't going to."
"Good. Let me out."
KITT remained on alert while she was inside, despite the absence of any vehicles besides an old Dodge Dart – the owner's, he confirmed with the DMV computer – parked behind the building, and the only life signs in the area belonging to Alicia and an elderly man behind the pharmacy counter.
He met her at the door, driver's door swinging open before she was fully out of the building.
"I'm torn between being impressed by the service around here, and wondering what I did to deserve a baby sitter," Alicia said, tossing her bag onto the passenger seat.
"You got shot and proceeded to leave the hospital against medical advice and all common sense," KITT retorted, before she could tell him not to.
She shook her head. "Here, I bought you something," she said, upending the paper bag onto his passenger seat and picking up a brown bottle.
"Hydrogen peroxide?"
"As promised."
"While the thought is appreciated, you may have noticed, I don't stain," KITT pointed out.
"Yeah, but a promise is still a promise." She carefully put the brown bottle in the back seat, then picked up the smaller white bottle, frowning as she tried to open the cap one handed. "Now, wasn't breakfast supposed to be part of the deal?"
"For someone who doesn't want a babysitter, you're awfully demanding."
"We don't have a lot of time to waste."
KITT was already pulling out into the empty street. "Our chances of successfully meeting with Múñoz are fairly good, barring..."
"Me getting shot again?"
"I was going to say, additional setbacks."
"Po-tay-to, po-tah-to."
I swear, I want to wring both their necks. You know, if KITT had a neck to wring. And if they weren't both fictional.
Perhaps tomorrow it shall be time for more Indestructible.
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Date: 2010-07-21 03:18 pm (UTC)(Are they supposed to be sibling like? Because they totally sound like it.)
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Date: 2010-07-21 03:22 pm (UTC)