[but i never thought that you would take it this far. what do i know? flashing lights, lights.]

[majorlyugh]

WHO: Major Lilywhite
WHERE: #46
WHEN: January
OPEN TO: Ravi Chakrabarti
WARNINGS: Will update as needed

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Major has no idea how it happens, but he wakes up to .. light. Not the normal sunlight, peeking thorugh the windows that he's gotten accustomed to, but the much more impressive and much more desired .. artificial light. As in ... light bulbs. As in .. Thomas Edison's greatest invention. And, whereas he might normally tuck back into sleep for a little while longer instead of dragging himself out of bed at the ass crack of dawn, his eyes spring open with confusion and excitement.

The stained-glass lamp that's sat at the side of his bed, unused and defunct, is miraculously on, and Major feels like he's having a stroke. Or in the middle of the best dream he's had in recent months. He reaches out to switch it off and, sure enough, it functions just as a normal lamp would. He flicks the thing on, off, on, off, on, off a number of times before it all finally sinks in.

"Oh my god!" he shouts, throwing himself from bed. "Holy shit. HOLY SHIT!" He leaves the light on and then bursts out of his room, racing towards Ravi's door, which he bangs his fists on like he's playing some weird bongo.

"RAVI! RAVI GET OUT HERE! RAVI! HOLY SHIT, RAVI! WE HAVE ELECTRICITY!"

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[zomboligist]

Ravi takes it, hugging it a little like it's a precious child, before he remembers that he's not alone with the coffee and maybe shouldn't be treating this like some kind of tender reunion. Clearing his throat, he gets to brewing, because that's the important thing.

"Not a word to anyone about how I embraced the coffee," he warns, because he knows it's not exactly a very proud thing that he wants people knowing.

[majorlyugh]

"Do you two need a minute alone? Cause I can just take Minor and go back upstairs for a while if you'd like some alone time together," Major says, quirking an eyebrow as he watches Ravi all but fondle and cradle the bag of coffee. It's vaguely sensual and all together odd, even for someone like Major.

"I mean. You gotta do better than that, man. Let's see how this coffee turns out first before I go and start making promises not to use blackmail material."

[zomboligist]

"I could use several minutes alone, mainly because if I do get this working, you might have to fight me to have some of it," Ravi admits, because it has been quite a while since he's been given a chance to caffeinate and this little percolator doesn't seem capable of fulfilling the twenty-four ounce plus cup he wants to inhale.

"Unless one of your vintagey little cameras shows up, it's just your word against mine," he points out, a touch smug. "I could always go around telling people that you're the serial coffee hugger."

[majorlyugh]

"I wouldn't dream of getting in between you and your beloved brew. You don't think I've learned after all this time? C'mon, man, give me some credit," Major says as he approaches carefully, nudging his friend with his elbow. He doesn't get too close, though, because ... well, like he said, he's learned. He's mostly just curious about these new gifts.

"Oh man, what I wouldn't give for one of those babies to show up in a box. Though I never really learned how to properly develop film, so I'd just be .. taking photos and letting them sit on the rolls 'til the end of time. Kind of a waste. Besides the fact that I don't think there's a damn person in this village who'd believe you if you said that."