[INCOMPLETE] Sasori and Aerith
Who: Sasori and Aerith
When: Morning, Jan. 25th
Where: The stairwell to the upperlevel
Rating: PG/G
Warnings: None that I know of
Summary: Sasori asks Aerith to help him with his stitches that he courtesy of Schu busted open; she agrees to come visit him on the stairwell since he doesn't want to go down and she can't go up. And 'cause she's sweet. And Aerith; nuff said.
There was some satisfaction to getting out and stretching his legs; after more than a week indoors, Sasori was eager to get back to work, and to get back into action. He liked to keep moving.
Granted, "moving" for him was getting up from his desk to go to the staffroom for some cookies, but why quibble? Movement is movement, okay?
Even so, he was getting tired easily, from his sleeping medication and pain-killers - which also made him a little loopy - so he sat down as soon as he came to the bottom step, twiddling his thumbs absently; he hated waiting, and didn't think Aerith would be keeping him as such for very long. She didn't seem the type.
...Or was she? That sweet, quiet type, the weird hairline; maybe she was a little loopy, too...
When: Morning, Jan. 25th
Where: The stairwell to the upperlevel
Rating: PG/G
Warnings: None that I know of
Summary: Sasori asks Aerith to help him with his stitches that he courtesy of Schu busted open; she agrees to come visit him on the stairwell since he doesn't want to go down and she can't go up. And 'cause she's sweet. And Aerith; nuff said.
There was some satisfaction to getting out and stretching his legs; after more than a week indoors, Sasori was eager to get back to work, and to get back into action. He liked to keep moving.
Granted, "moving" for him was getting up from his desk to go to the staffroom for some cookies, but why quibble? Movement is movement, okay?
Even so, he was getting tired easily, from his sleeping medication and pain-killers - which also made him a little loopy - so he sat down as soon as he came to the bottom step, twiddling his thumbs absently; he hated waiting, and didn't think Aerith would be keeping him as such for very long. She didn't seem the type.
...Or was she? That sweet, quiet type, the weird hairline; maybe she was a little loopy, too...