Luckily for Stan, the room is pitch dark once the door shuts so Ford doesn't see the way he tenses up so much he goes as rigid as a post. He knows his brother is afraid of heights, but this strange discomfort in enclosed spaces is new, and something he'd question if he had noticed it.
It's probably better for them both that he doesn't.
"Nope!" He replies, ever-so-flatly, before reaching up to pull the switch without another word of warning.
The spray hits them immediately, first from the sides then from above. Ford hisses as the chemical mixture hits the back of is head, because holy hell the skin back there is tender, then swiftly moves his hand to shield it from further agitation. All the while, he silently curses himself for not thinking to do that before he pulled the switch.
The smell of a strong chemical solvent fills the room, and their sinuses, but soon enough it's rinsed away, leaving them both damp yet probably the cleanest either of them have been in a while.
Then the door hisses open, light pools in, and Ford takes in a deep breath. Alright. Alright, here they go.
"Well, here we are." How's that for a grand introductory speech?
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It's probably better for them both that he doesn't.
"Nope!" He replies, ever-so-flatly, before reaching up to pull the switch without another word of warning.
The spray hits them immediately, first from the sides then from above. Ford hisses as the chemical mixture hits the back of is head, because holy hell the skin back there is tender, then swiftly moves his hand to shield it from further agitation. All the while, he silently curses himself for not thinking to do that before he pulled the switch.
The smell of a strong chemical solvent fills the room, and their sinuses, but soon enough it's rinsed away, leaving them both damp yet probably the cleanest either of them have been in a while.
Then the door hisses open, light pools in, and Ford takes in a deep breath. Alright. Alright, here they go.
"Well, here we are." How's that for a grand introductory speech?