The wind in the wires made a tattletale sound... [Open]
Characters: Souji and OPEN to whoever's stayed behind on the 4423
Content: With nothing to do but wait for the crew to comeback from their search, Souji decides to wait topside, despite the cold.
Setting: Deck of the 4423
Time: Afternoon (though the fog's making it dark, of course)
Warnings: Probably none?
There was nothing left to do but wait while the teams were out searching the wreck for... whatever it was they were meant to find. As much as he would have liked to go along, Souji knew that he was more of a liability than he was an asset... they weren't there to salvage the ship itself, after all, so they really had no use for his expertise, and between the cold and the rough terrain, venturing out would probably have been bad for him. Which was why he was standing at the rail with a blanket draped over his shoulders, peering into the fog as if he would somehow be able to make out anything at all.
Content: With nothing to do but wait for the crew to comeback from their search, Souji decides to wait topside, despite the cold.
Setting: Deck of the 4423
Time: Afternoon (though the fog's making it dark, of course)
Warnings: Probably none?
There was nothing left to do but wait while the teams were out searching the wreck for... whatever it was they were meant to find. As much as he would have liked to go along, Souji knew that he was more of a liability than he was an asset... they weren't there to salvage the ship itself, after all, so they really had no use for his expertise, and between the cold and the rough terrain, venturing out would probably have been bad for him. Which was why he was standing at the rail with a blanket draped over his shoulders, peering into the fog as if he would somehow be able to make out anything at all.