[open]

[polyhistor]

Characters: Spencer Reid and open.
Date: From April 5th-14th.
Location: Various locations in Keeliai and Atam.
Situation: Reid does SCIENCE!! And other things. There will be some specific threadstarters and some general ones.
Warnings/Ratings: Excessive tldr?
Other: prose or actionspam are both fine by me. Also if you could fill out my permissions post that would be awesome. Reid is a behavioural analyst with the FBI and he tends to use body language and linguistic cues to 'profile' other characters. Obviously this is an ability that tends towards 'hugely infomoddy' so I like to keep things above the board whenever possible.

Comments

[chiot]

[ Gavroche is staring, but the stare turns into a crow of laughter. ] Y'look like I'm gonna set y'on fire! Monsieur, you're a riot! [ And to prove his point, the small, scrawny little one who still refuses to get new clothes (or heaven forbid bathe) claps Reid raucously on the back. ]

M'not gonna bite you. Less you touch her, then I'm gonna be not a Gamin, but I'm gonna be a little devil!

[ hahaha no but who would hurt Eponine seriously--Gavroche is NOT taking what he's saying seriously. ]

[knowsherway]

[Eponine is just going to glance back and forth between the two of them before she bursts out with a laugh.]

He is not going to touch me, and he is not going to touch you either. [She nods at Reid, and then at Gavroche, all the while smiling as though this is the most amusing conversation she has ever had. And it is, in a way. At least, it is nice to share a humorous moment with her brother.]

[polyhistor]

[That sure is some unwelcome physical contact. Reid flashes a smile at them both and step away just a little. He likes his personal space, and though he's hardly angry, he's definitely a little uncomfortable.]

It's not exactly fire I'm worried about.

[He sounds the tiniest bit apologetic. Sorry, he doesn't mean to be physical contact-phobic. ... But Gavroche does look like he needs about ten baths.]

So you're... [he makes a quick calculation, glancing between them both,] siblings, then?

[chiot]

We could tell you. If you want. [ And Gavroche still has that wicked, wicked grin on his face. It's gone, though, replaced by his best game face. ] For a Juulan or two.