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Samusicus Office Logicus [action]

Sep 07, 2010 13:00

[What's this? Samus doing a normal office log? Yeah pretty much.

She's been a little mopey lately and seeking PRIVATE TIME to work out this residual mope. So any time this week after class-hours you might find her holed up in her office or her classroom with the door slightly ajar, probably working on a huge piece of mechanical what-the-heck-is- ( Read more... )

#action, fake childreeennnn, *jeff, *volgin, lighter side of life, *gandrayda, it's my party and i'll brood if i want, *gage, anti-social icequeen, *falcon, %location: campus, my dead friends are here, *weavile, !office log, *pit, *lash

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icequeen_aran October 30 2010, 05:52:11 UTC

"Twice." Samus reached for a clean sheet of paper and spoke as she drew. "It sends out these... spiritual eye orbs and tries to hit you with it's tentacles." Of course the drawing started to take a life of it's own as a scene developed, a great battle, and the heroic stick angel was joined by some kind of robotic looking friend. Her previous project was at this point, completely forgotten about.

"Defeating it will keep the galaxy at peace."

( ... )

pedaltothemetal November 2 2010, 06:07:05 UTC

"Should I be flattered?" He said, paging through the sheets on the desk, looking for these so-called pictures of him.

pitticus November 3 2010, 04:57:59 UTC

"Yes. Well, maybe." His body stretched out over the desk as he reached for the crayons to take a curious peek at the colors. "You might not like our interpation of you, though." Deciding that no color could be as beautiful and vivid as green, he contracted his body back and eyeballed Samus as she made her last moves around the room.

icequeen_aran November 3 2010, 13:59:49 UTC

Samus returned to her seat and was content to stick with her purple crayon. With the three of them situated it now dawned upon her it was now going to be a matter of who started to draw next, and what.

Frankly, Samus wasn't sure where to start as the previous doodle session happened almost entirely on accident.

"Light blue, or blue blue?" She nudged the crayon box towards Falcon.

pedaltothemetal November 5 2010, 06:56:33 UTC

"Blue blue." He said, making his careful selection and withdrawing the crayon from the box. Falcon pushed his sunglasses up his forehead and poised his crayon over a blank sheet of paper, only to remember he wasn't artistic in the slightest.

"What should I draw?"

pitticus November 9 2010, 05:36:49 UTC

Pit was suddenly disappointed that Falcon's eyes weren't limpid pools of vivid purple wheat awestruck by the revelation of something he had never seen before: Falcon's Eyes. Gregorian choirs happened except not just kidding.

But he was staring. Into the windows. Of your soul, Falcon. Like you had something on your face. Something like eyes. Was he crazy. Maybe he was crazy. Crazy for you.

pedaltothemetal November 9 2010, 05:42:13 UTC

Pit. Pit. What were you staring at, that's creepy. It was so intense.

Falcon glanced over at Pit, looking sort of bewildered. Did he have something on his face? Was there like...snot or something hanging out of his nose? Ketchup? Ink on his cheek? Still watching Pit with a very confused expression, he rubbed his hand across his mouth. Just in case.

"Is there something on my face?"

pitticus November 9 2010, 05:44:00 UTC

"Eyes."

icequeen_aran November 9 2010, 05:45:10 UTC

"Eyes."

pedaltothemetal November 9 2010, 05:45:58 UTC

Falcon really did not see what the problem was here. "I've. Always had eyes. On my face."

They were part of his face from the day he was born.

pitticus November 9 2010, 05:51:02 UTC

"But they were always hiding, Captain! Behind sunglasses, behind visors, behind..." Yeah that was it. "I've never seen them before! You even scratched it out on your sec-" And then he remembered Samus was in the room and cupped a palm over his mouth.

icequeen_aran November 9 2010, 05:54:13 UTC

Uh oh. That raised eyebrow she had on her face before questioning the reasons for Pit's staring [Now made very evident. Apparently Pit had never seen his eyes! A privilege Samus had gotten very used to by now.] was now accompanied by a very curious smirk.

"Scratched out on what?"

pedaltothemetal November 9 2010, 05:56:14 UTC

Oh. Now he got it. Well, he was going to give Pit the ultimate privilege, because he was fairly certain the angel wasn't going to go shout this new revelation to the world and/or try to kill him and/or sell him out to people who wanted to kill him, but now everyone was being silly about it.

He flipped his sunglasses back down and SAID NOTHING.

pitticus November 9 2010, 06:08:54 UTC

THAT GOT PIT WHERE IT HURT.

The most dejected glaze settled over his eyes and he gunned Falcon down with them. "Heyy, come on. You don't have to go hiding anymore. I was happy to see your eyes. ...Sorry. I'm sorry."

icequeen_aran November 9 2010, 06:24:03 UTC

Ohhhhh someone was just being shy now.

There was nothing worse than seeing an angel's HOPES AND DREAMS get crushed. Samus had to fight off a natural urge to want to remedy the situation by simply taking Falcon's glasses right off his face but instead gave him one of her usual HARD STARES to see if it would get the point across without having to exert physical force.

Stop being shy and take them off, Captain.

pedaltothemetal November 9 2010, 07:11:28 UTC

Oh God it was like he'd just kicked a puppy and now the mommy dog was sitting there and staring at him and making him feel really super guilty. He stared back for a few long moments before he realized it was completely futile.

With a sigh, he took his glasses off again and set them down on the desk.

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