Jul 18, 2006 19:28
The captain sits cross-legged in front of a small television, a game system hooked up to it. There's a black controller of some sort in his hands, and his thumbs simultaneously move the joysticks situated on the southern part of the contraption. In nothing but a pair of loose jeans with his tramp stamp visible for all to see, he's playing what looks like an ancient Play Station game, rolling around trees and buildings and flailing people.
The blue giggles quietly, continuing to roll up farm animals and baked delights.
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