( ooc: i'm so glad to hear that!!! i hope we'll get to write together regardless of who i bring in 🥺 i have to hit you up with one of my other blorbos )
[ It's probably, definitely not a good thing to mention to him right now considering how fragile a state his mind typically is. And maybe it would be best not to mention it for a while yet. Though if Bob were keeping count (and a part of him has), he'd technically died or come close to it a couple of times pre-serum and after-serum. Could he technically drown in here? He had to breathe normally but how long could he hold his breath?
"Can I drown now that I'm basically immortal?" should be added to the list of things that he shouldn't be thinking about now. What he should be thinking about is why on earth he thought throwing this triple lamented binder at the indestructible glass would be a good idea when he and his (soon to be) friend couldn't shatter it.
He does have enough sense however to understand these very basic motions. Look around. Right. Swearing under his breath he swirls around in the rapidly rising water but seeing very little that could actually be of use. And then his eyes fall on the binder in his hands. Turning it over he stands there, mouth agape and he swears somewhere in the back of his mind he can hear John dryly calling him a genius. Because the binder is very clearly labeled, "RELEASE CODE AND INSTRUCTIONS." Oh. Well then.
Seconds later he's pressing the page up to the glass, frantically motioning to it as a wide-eyed panicked face peeks out from behind it. His fingers wiggle as if to mimic typing on a keyboard. Whether or not Marc will get that is really anyone's guess. ]
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[ It's probably, definitely not a good thing to mention to him right now considering how fragile a state his mind typically is. And maybe it would be best not to mention it for a while yet. Though if Bob were keeping count (and a part of him has), he'd technically died or come close to it a couple of times pre-serum and after-serum. Could he technically drown in here? He had to breathe normally but how long could he hold his breath?
"Can I drown now that I'm basically immortal?" should be added to the list of things that he shouldn't be thinking about now. What he should be thinking about is why on earth he thought throwing this triple lamented binder at the indestructible glass would be a good idea when he and his (soon to be) friend couldn't shatter it.
He does have enough sense however to understand these very basic motions. Look around. Right. Swearing under his breath he swirls around in the rapidly rising water but seeing very little that could actually be of use. And then his eyes fall on the binder in his hands. Turning it over he stands there, mouth agape and he swears somewhere in the back of his mind he can hear John dryly calling him a genius. Because the binder is very clearly labeled, "RELEASE CODE AND INSTRUCTIONS." Oh. Well then.
Seconds later he's pressing the page up to the glass, frantically motioning to it as a wide-eyed panicked face peeks out from behind it. His fingers wiggle as if to mimic typing on a keyboard. Whether or not Marc will get that is really anyone's guess. ]