( Yeah, unfortunately not so lucky, Lance. Ian's definitely seen them, and he definitely almost shit himself, and he definitely peeled the hell away as soon as he could get his bearings. He's not hard to find, he's holed up in his Safe Place — the engineering corps, sitting at his workbench with a bouncing leg and a pen in hand that isn't actually drawing or writing anything. It's a rough day in the life of Fowler when he's got anxious energy in an unsettled limb even after having a drown-the-anxiety shot or two.
He so focused on what he's not writing, if Lance says something or appears too suddenly it'll startle the everloving shit out of him. )
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He so focused on what he's not writing, if Lance says something or appears too suddenly it'll startle the everloving shit out of him. )