RP Thread

[leadthemalong]

Characters: Falcon, Olimar
What: Moving in
Where: Falcon's apartment
When: [BACKDATED] May 17th, 2008
Rating:

The calm sun appeared to soon be touching its sunset end for the day, all of Professor Olimar's classes that day were over yet it felt like they had lasted five times longer to him than what they really were. Every word his wife said to him

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Falcon put the latest batch of tests down and rubbed his eyes. Casting a quick glance at the clock, he figured now was as good a time as ever to pack things up and go home. Well, the apartment anyway. Hard to consider a place "home" when most of his belongings were stacked in boxes around the living room.

Throwing the used-up red pen he had been fingering into the garbage can by the door (and mentally giving himself points when it bounced in nicely), he unceremoniously shoved the rest of the tests into a messenger bag, rosters, syllabi, and class planners soon following.

He went over a checklist in his mind. "Tests...bag...keys...right. Time to go." Stepping outside his office and locking the door behind him, he couldn't help but notice another teacher doing the same a ways down the hall.

"HEY! Ollie!"

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Olimar looked up, Falcon stood by the door of office. He give a meek smile, "Mr. Fa-" He stopped for a second to correct himself, "Captain, what splendid timing!" Even though he was a teacher he still enjoyed calling him captain out of the similarly shared title they've both had over their life.

"I..." Hesitant again, he did not want to look too desperate, "I have decided to take your offer." He held up the key the taller Captain had handed to him as a sign to show what exactly he was talking about.

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He raised an eyebrow, taking a second to recall the events of the day before coming to the realization and breaking into a wide grin.

"Great!" He said a bit too enthusiastically. Immediately catching his lack of tact, Falcon paused and corrected himself. "Well, I mean, not great that you had to find somewhere else to stay. But at any rate, I'm glad you decided to take me up on the offer. Whatever I can do to help you out, buddy."

With that, he began to make his way down the hall, the smaller captain following. "We'll take my car over there now, if you're ready to go. You've never ridden in Blue Falcon before, have you?"

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Olimar shook his head, "I believe you are correct." He vaguely remembered Falcon mentioning the Blue Falcon before.

"Thank you so much for going all the way out for me." He looked up again to the taller man and smiled, he hasn't smiled so sincerely in quite a while. Even looking up so far up though he made sure to take each step he walked carefully so he could keep up.

"What kind of car is it again?"