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27 Blueprints -- Dictated
[When Ted wakes up and discovered he had gone to sleep simply out of boredom to wake up two weeks later, it didn't exactly grip him with the same anxiety as it had the first time it happened to him, but it did cause him to think that maybe it was a signal of some sorts. A signal to get off his ass and actually do something.
He'd spent most of the morning simply mulling over the matter, skimming the journal idly and glancing at his various belongings-- like the trashcan in the corner, filled to the brim with crumpled papers of failed architectural designs.
Around eleven, he would write in the journal.]
Vivian
Hey. Uh, sorry for not checking up on you, I was kind of in a loss-induced coma. [He continues on smoothly, unfazed.] I know it's still kind of cold out, but do you want to go take a walk in town?
Everyone
Yo, guys, it's Ted. Got knocked out for a couple weeks, so I hope I didn't miss anything too exciting. Hey, um, I guess this is directed more toward people who know me, but. You guys want to hang over at my place later? [He gives a shrug despite himself.] There's not really an occasion. But hey, why does there need to be? We're alive. Young. We need to rile this place up! Get lively!
Plus I haven't watched Galactic Battles in forever. Who's with me?
He'd spent most of the morning simply mulling over the matter, skimming the journal idly and glancing at his various belongings-- like the trashcan in the corner, filled to the brim with crumpled papers of failed architectural designs.
Around eleven, he would write in the journal.]
Vivian
Hey. Uh, sorry for not checking up on you, I was kind of in a loss-induced coma. [He continues on smoothly, unfazed.] I know it's still kind of cold out, but do you want to go take a walk in town?
Everyone
Yo, guys, it's Ted. Got knocked out for a couple weeks, so I hope I didn't miss anything too exciting. Hey, um, I guess this is directed more toward people who know me, but. You guys want to hang over at my place later? [He gives a shrug despite himself.] There's not really an occasion. But hey, why does there need to be? We're alive. Young. We need to rile this place up! Get lively!
Plus I haven't watched Galactic Battles in forever. Who's with me?

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He comes over, opening the door and grinning.]
Hey! Looks like you both made it.
[He steps to the side.]
You guys, get ready to prepare yourself for sheer awesomeness.
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[ Wine and company after all. She wasn't the one to ask Ezio along, but still. She beams at Ted when the door opens. Awe seems to be a measure of everything in the modern world. ]
Ted. I doubt it's possible to prepare oneself for such awe!
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I've yet to see one of these "movies".
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Heh, you just may be right about that. Oh-- you haven't? Oh, Ezio, you are in for a treat!
[Ted heads straight for the couch and flops down on it.] You guys make yourselves at home!
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Look, Ezio, this is how we will watch the story unfold, is it not, Ted? The little people made of electricity will play it out for us.
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[He sits down on the couch, watching Lucrezia with amusement.]
Is that what they're made of? I thought they were pictures, not people.
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[Man, Ted's been hanging around Barney too long, hasn't he?]
C'mon, sit down, Lucrezia! Let's get this show on the road!!
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[ She laughs, skipping back to the couch and taking a seat between them. The lady gets prime seating location, right? ]
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People's eyes have electricity?
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EPICNESS IS GOING TO BE HAD. Seriously, just look at those words flying through space.]
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So I was told.
[ And now, ooh flying words. She tries her hardest to keep her mouth closed. ]
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How do they take a picture of that?