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CLOSED LOG; Prefect and Sam

Sep 18, 2010 01:54

Who: SAM AND PREFECT! WHOOO
What: A nice wander through the CES, and... LOL SOME DEAD ANIMALS.
When: After Coyo has had a nice angry rampage through the CES.
Where: The CES. Surprise!
Warnings: Damage to nature. Okay, Eviscerated animals. Ros made my 'sad'animals an understatement in her first tag :c

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bythe_books September 18 2010, 02:58:22 UTC

Sam, meanwhile, was carrying a football in his arm, his mood actually light for once. He was looking forward to getting away from the Barge for a little bit, and he was hoping to just kick the ball around a little with Prefect. It wasn't really to impart any big lesson on his inmate... except a lesson on male bonding, he supposed.

No.

No he couldn't even mask it as that.

It was just an excuse to play a bit of football.

And so, he ignored Prefect's sulking and moved his hand to the CES door. "Let's hope for a good one, yeah?" he said, looking at his inmate, grinning a little.

Opening the door, he was hit by a nice, cool breeze. A sunny day. A field of grass... And an eviscerated rabbit at his feet.

buywithme September 18 2010, 03:36:45 UTC

Prefect hated balls and he hated feet and he hated Sam, and despite his wardens hope for a nice day being generally a fairly inoffensive thing to want, he still felt a strange measure of satisfaction at just how quickly the barge proved Sam wrong.

Then the moment of satisfaction passed, and with it, all of Prefect's better urges not to bombard his Warden with demands. Pulling a face, he let out a sound of disgust, and gave Sam a very fleeting Kirk style smack on the arm to attract his attention, "Comrade, this is obviously dead animal day, let's do something else."

Like go to the pub. Or back to bed.

bythe_books September 18 2010, 05:28:08 UTC

"It's not--" He cut himself off with an irritated exhalation. "Look, it's the-- the wilderness. This sort of thing is common. C'mon," he said, walking further into the CES and shutting the door behind them. "Probably just had a run-in with a fox," he murmured, as though to convince himself. They could, surely, find a nice spot to kick the ball around further away.