A day full of hugs

[shortsghtedlove]

Who: Rassilon, Omega and whoever else wishes to traumatize a Time Lord President through hugs.
What: A day in the life
When: First day of the flood, until Rassilon manages to reach Omega's cabin.
Where: Everywhere between Level five and eight

Comments

Just tag yourself in!

[shortsghtedlove]

[There was probably no point in staying in his room -- it hadn't helped last time -- and really -- what could happen? So he went on his way to Omega's cabin, confident that he'd be fine.]

I see no reason why!

[shortsghtedlove]

Rassilon tensed when he saw Braxiatel, but forced his face to remain impassive. He wouldn't give Braxiatel the satisfaction of knowing just how upsetting he found him. So he simply continued approaching Brax with wide strides, looking as calm as he could.

Time Lord group hug? (If not I can delete.)

[timesbureaucrat]

As if these last few days weren't bad enough as it was, he couldn't even get to his cabin without passing both Braxiatel and Lord Rassilon in the corridor. He'd just walk by quickly, with a polite bow to Lord Rassion of course, then continue on his way before Brax could say anything cryptic and infuriating and Lord Rassilon anything ego- or tradition-crushing.

[shortsghtedlove]

[When he knocks on Omega's door he's anything but confident. He's in a terrible mood to be precise -- hugging, really!]

[rass_bestie]

[Omega opened the door looking pretty tired, it had been a long few days.] Heh… [It was going to be hello, but he spotted the upset. Obviously what he needed was a proper hug, so Omega obliged.]

[shortsghtedlove]

[Rassilon made an indignant noise -- more hugs! -- but didn't try to wriggle out of it immediately. At least it was a hug from someone he actually liked enough for this.]

...I hate floods.

[rass_bestie]

[Omega puzzled over that for a second.] Oh. Well, uh, come in.