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Syd(ney) Barrett (_donttouch) wrote,

There was an inward groan, rather hoping to chalk this up to Weird Shit and carrying on. But Melanie had a point, -- and wasn't that the annoying part? she almost always had a point -- Sydney knew she would have to go through the day, both before and after, to see what triggered the bigger bang. "I'll work with Ptonomy soon. Go through the day." She replied with a nod.

The small shakes had her looking around, before focusing back on Melanie, apologetic once more. "I'm sorry." For ruining her non-fainting streak. But then, looking at Oliver, and how clearly he saw everything was...really nice. Strange, but nice. It was such a mixed bag, which was annoying as well. It was hard to curse something in the same breath that you were glad for it. "Bad influences aren't always so bad." That had her smiling at least.

Stepping out of the office, Syd looked over and sighed with a chuckle. "That's...good, right?" Oliver, she meant. "Something good, anyway." A pause, and then smiled more. "Melanie the badass rebel." Might have a bit of different respect for the woman now.

Next stop was Rudy and Ptonomy, finding them off in one of the larger rooms. Ptonomy was sitting on a couch, frowning still but idly picking up random cards from a pile of them in front of him. Rudy, chilling in a chair across from the man-as-a-woman, was focusing on the unrevealed card. "Three of clubs is what you're saying." He looked amused. "But to tell the truth.."

"Three of clubs." Rudy settled with that, New Zealand accent pretending to be American. That at least got a little smile from the solemn non-mutant, who flipped the card over to show a five of diamonds.

"Well. Damn."

Leaning on the doorframe, moved enough for David to slip through, she shook her head. How does he do that? The question projected to her companion.