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bprd_trevorTrevor: *nudge @captain_flyboy * Uh, Dad. Aren't you supposed to be suppressing all this stuff? http://bit.ly/eGWdKU
Jack: Why would I we get royalties.
Trevor: *frowns* Probably. But isn't the Bureau supposed to be a secret?
Jack: Things that should be secret never are Trev.
Trevor: *eyebrow* Dad....what are you planning?
Jack: Planning what makes you think I'm planning something?
Trevor: I know that look, Dad. Thom and the Doctor get the same damn look when they're up to something Ma's gonna hate.
Jack: I'm thinking about going public Trev okay......*sigh* You are just like your mother
Trevor: *he's going to laugh in your face, Dad* PUBLIC! The BPRD? *laughs* Why don't you just call it Monsters Inc or Ghosthunters?
Jack: *shakes his head* I really think we could do some good in the public eye, what's wrong with that.
Trevor: *stops laughing* Dad...don't you remember what happened when Ma got...you know. *points at his own chest* Stabbed?
Jack: I can't forget that Trevor what is your point?
Trevor: *sighs* The riot, dad. The way people freaked out when they saw Red, and Ma and Logan and everyone. It's in the files.
Jack: I know Trev. But it's a risk I think we need to take.
Trevor: *frowns* So, what's you plan?
Jack: By going public I hope people will get used to the not normal part of the world.
Trevor: Yeah, I know. But what's the strategy, Dad? That clever Harkness game plan. How're you gonna swing it?
Jack: I haven't had time to think about that. It's been a rough month.
Trevor: *nods* I know. I figured you'd be trying to distract yourself with business stuff like you usually do.
Jack: I've been cut off from work. No phone.
Trevor: *laughs* How are you still sane?
Jack: Your mother mostly...
Trevor: *smirks* I would refrain from saying I told you so but...*grins* I won't. Told you so.
Jack: Respect your elders pup. *laughs*
Trevor: All right, All right. *snickers* You are such a cranky old man.
Jack: *laughs more*
Trevor: *headshake* Amazing...
Jack: What?
Trevor: Last time I talk to you, you looked like you wanted to punch someone. Maybe me, and now you're joking. It's amazing.
Jack: I just needed a vacation I suppose.
Trevor: Yeah. I guess. *snickers* What's up with your hair?
Jack: I haven't died in a month.
Trevor: *eyebrow* How come you haven't grown a beard or something?
Jack: Your mother shaves me every few days.
Trevor: *because he can not resist* DAD! GROSS!
Jack: Come on Trev you are too old for that now.
Trevor: Ah, but not too old to give you shit about your weird foreplay. *thinky face* Speaking of which, why ARE you talking to me?
Jack: I have a question to ask you.
Trevor: *Geeky Trevor is Geeky* The answer is 42. *grins* No...what 's up, Dad?
Jack: *huffs* As spoilerless as you can make this. Is Nathan alright?
Trevor: *shakes his head no* Not even close, Dad.
Jack: *sighs* Worth a try.
Trevor: What more do you want from me, Dad. I can't tell you how to help him but....God he needs help. And soon.
Jack: I need to know about the future, just a yes or no. Is he okay?
Trevor: He is...fine. *deep frown* As good as he can be considering...
Jack: *nods* Good enough.
Jack: Why would I we get royalties.
Trevor: *frowns* Probably. But isn't the Bureau supposed to be a secret?
Jack: Things that should be secret never are Trev.
Trevor: *eyebrow* Dad....what are you planning?
Jack: Planning what makes you think I'm planning something?
Trevor: I know that look, Dad. Thom and the Doctor get the same damn look when they're up to something Ma's gonna hate.
Jack: I'm thinking about going public Trev okay......*sigh* You are just like your mother
Trevor: *he's going to laugh in your face, Dad* PUBLIC! The BPRD? *laughs* Why don't you just call it Monsters Inc or Ghosthunters?
Jack: *shakes his head* I really think we could do some good in the public eye, what's wrong with that.
Trevor: *stops laughing* Dad...don't you remember what happened when Ma got...you know. *points at his own chest* Stabbed?
Jack: I can't forget that Trevor what is your point?
Trevor: *sighs* The riot, dad. The way people freaked out when they saw Red, and Ma and Logan and everyone. It's in the files.
Jack: I know Trev. But it's a risk I think we need to take.
Trevor: *frowns* So, what's you plan?
Jack: By going public I hope people will get used to the not normal part of the world.
Trevor: Yeah, I know. But what's the strategy, Dad? That clever Harkness game plan. How're you gonna swing it?
Jack: I haven't had time to think about that. It's been a rough month.
Trevor: *nods* I know. I figured you'd be trying to distract yourself with business stuff like you usually do.
Jack: I've been cut off from work. No phone.
Trevor: *laughs* How are you still sane?
Jack: Your mother mostly...
Trevor: *smirks* I would refrain from saying I told you so but...*grins* I won't. Told you so.
Jack: Respect your elders pup. *laughs*
Trevor: All right, All right. *snickers* You are such a cranky old man.
Jack: *laughs more*
Trevor: *headshake* Amazing...
Jack: What?
Trevor: Last time I talk to you, you looked like you wanted to punch someone. Maybe me, and now you're joking. It's amazing.
Jack: I just needed a vacation I suppose.
Trevor: Yeah. I guess. *snickers* What's up with your hair?
Jack: I haven't died in a month.
Trevor: *eyebrow* How come you haven't grown a beard or something?
Jack: Your mother shaves me every few days.
Trevor: *because he can not resist* DAD! GROSS!
Jack: Come on Trev you are too old for that now.
Trevor: Ah, but not too old to give you shit about your weird foreplay. *thinky face* Speaking of which, why ARE you talking to me?
Jack: I have a question to ask you.
Trevor: *Geeky Trevor is Geeky* The answer is 42. *grins* No...what 's up, Dad?
Jack: *huffs* As spoilerless as you can make this. Is Nathan alright?
Trevor: *shakes his head no* Not even close, Dad.
Jack: *sighs* Worth a try.
Trevor: What more do you want from me, Dad. I can't tell you how to help him but....God he needs help. And soon.
Jack: I need to know about the future, just a yes or no. Is he okay?
Trevor: He is...fine. *deep frown* As good as he can be considering...
Jack: *nods* Good enough.
