Boldly going where no man has gone before...
What: Captain Falcon may or may not have sometimes wondered about the hows and whys of his amazing ability to spontaneously combust himself. Samus offers a possible explanation but, a battery of tests will have to be performed first. In other words, this is a log in which Falcon has things stuck in him. Probably painful things.
Who: Two people completely unrelated to the two names mentioned in the summary above. B|
Where: Samus' gunship hidden in that super secret spot in the woods just outside of campus.
When: Sunday, August 30th
Warnings: B is for Bounty Hunters being Bounty Hunters. AND B FOR MEDICAL PROBING IN THE NAME OF SCIENCE OH MY GOD you've been warned.
After that one long, enjoyable phone conversation Samus had a few months ago few months ago already? Time sure did fly... she had only been mildly considering the possibility of examining Falcon and his curious fire ability. She had been thinking about it more and more recently, and eventually those thoughts boiled down into a real invitation which she extended to him when he came to bother her in Biomech class a few days ago.
Samus was surprised to see Falcon accept her offer.
She wasn't exactly a doctor with a medical degree but after all the medical mishaps she had personally been through she was at least very knowledgeable... and the fact she prided herself on being as self-sufficient as possible [one of those I'm a strong independent woman types. Go figure.] she felt confident that she might be able to shed some light on Falcon's weirdo ability of flaming extremities. Her gunship having an advanced medical bay with alien technology certainly helped too.
The fact he was even willing to let her do this to him in the first place also meant a lot to her. If nothing else it was a good excuse to spend some time with him and learn a few things.
Samus sat perched on the top part of the uncloaked ship with her feet dangling over the ledge and glanced down at her phone. She was surprisingly content waiting for however long [or short] it'd take him to get here. The temperature was slowly cooling from summer to autumn, leaves were in various states of change around her, making the trees resemble golden torches in various states of intensity when the wind passed through them. How oddly fitting. She expected either a phone call or text message by now she was actually used to not having a codec. Just like old times, huh? or for the other bounty hunter to show his face through the thick of the forest any second now.
Who: Two people completely unrelated to the two names mentioned in the summary above. B|
Where: Samus' gunship hidden in that super secret spot in the woods just outside of campus.
When: Sunday, August 30th
Warnings: B is for Bounty Hunters being Bounty Hunters. AND B FOR MEDICAL PROBING IN THE NAME OF SCIENCE OH MY GOD you've been warned.
After that one long, enjoyable phone conversation Samus had a few months ago few months ago already? Time sure did fly... she had only been mildly considering the possibility of examining Falcon and his curious fire ability. She had been thinking about it more and more recently, and eventually those thoughts boiled down into a real invitation which she extended to him when he came to bother her in Biomech class a few days ago.
Samus was surprised to see Falcon accept her offer.
She wasn't exactly a doctor with a medical degree but after all the medical mishaps she had personally been through she was at least very knowledgeable... and the fact she prided herself on being as self-sufficient as possible [one of those I'm a strong independent woman types. Go figure.] she felt confident that she might be able to shed some light on Falcon's weirdo ability of flaming extremities. Her gunship having an advanced medical bay with alien technology certainly helped too.
The fact he was even willing to let her do this to him in the first place also meant a lot to her. If nothing else it was a good excuse to spend some time with him and learn a few things.
Samus sat perched on the top part of the uncloaked ship with her feet dangling over the ledge and glanced down at her phone. She was surprisingly content waiting for however long [or short] it'd take him to get here. The temperature was slowly cooling from summer to autumn, leaves were in various states of change around her, making the trees resemble golden torches in various states of intensity when the wind passed through them. How oddly fitting. She expected either a phone call or text message by now she was actually used to not having a codec. Just like old times, huh? or for the other bounty hunter to show his face through the thick of the forest any second now.