Deep beneath the cover of another perfect wonder...

[leapfromgreat]

WHO: Hikaru Sulu and YOU.
WHAT: Making snow men aw yeah.
WHERE: Seattle
WHEN: After this post.
WARNINGS: snowmen.

Comments

[sheisatriumph]

[All her working parts are insulated to much colder temperatures than this but it still makes her bristle stepping outside. It was just so... open... She picks her way down the front steps, rubbing her cheek where ink from her fingers has transferred. Spotting Sulu she wanders over to him.]

... I've come to make snowmen. Apparently.

[leapfromgreat]

[ Sulu actually hadn't thought anyone would come out to join him. He flashes Glados a smile, dropping the snow in his hands as he straightened up. ]

Come on out then. We'll get started.

[sheisatriumph]

[She picks her way out into the snow from the walk, pulling her feet a bit too far up after each step like a dog unfamiliar with walking in snow. She gets herself used to it quickly enough though and by the time she's next to Sulu she's scooped up a handful and started packing it tight between her fingers.]

This is so strange. I've experienced snow before, but I erased my memories of it to make room for data.

It's been a long time since I've felt 'deja vu'. It's not very pleasant, really.

[leapfromgreat]

Are you going to erase this?

[ He crouches down to start rolling a snowball around in the snow at his feet, to form the lower part of a snowman body. She's strange, in a lot of ways, but Sulu's seen stranger. He's co-habitated with stranger. She doesn't phase him. ]

[superxgrlfriend]

[ Monet is leaning against the side of the building, just watching. She's far too sophisticated and dignified to play in the snow, and, also, she'd sink. Her stiletto boots probably weren't the most weather-appropriate choice. ]

[leapfromgreat]

[ Sulu can and will flick snow at her. In fact, he's making a snowball right now. ]

[superxgrlfriend]

[ She sees that, Sulu, and she will end him if he throws that at her. ]

[leapfromgreat]

[ HE'LL DO IT ANYWAY.

Enjoy that loosely-packed snowball coming your way, Monet. ]

Open to anyone.

[bestdamncaptain]

[All the snow reminded Kirk a bit of Delta Vega, only without all the hostile monsters or the brilliant engineer that could send him back to his ship. Still, snowmen might be fun.]

[leapfromgreat]

[ Sulu throws a snowball at Kirk the second he steps out of the doorway. Sup man. ]

[bestdamncaptain]

[Which tags Kirk squarely in the shoulder, but he refuses to give any reaction.]

Hello, Sulu.

[leapfromgreat]

[ Aw yeah, success. ]

Hey, captain.

[ Sulu's building up another snowball as he speaks. ]

[operationfail]

[He's been going out on his own, more and more. Sneaking out. Paying less attention to the network.

Unlike his behavior. A lot has not been the same.

He stops and stares at Sulu. He can't help but snort.

SNOWMEN ARE ILLOGICAL.]

[leapfromgreat]

[ YOUR FACE IS ILLOGICAL, SOUNDWAVE.

Also, Sulu chucks a snowball at him. Enjoy that. ]

[operationfail]

[WHAT. NO. YOU'RE STUPID. AND ILLOGICAL.

Soundwave doesn't blink, raising a hand to catch the snowball. It mostly gets kind of crushed in his palm and fingers when he does, then stares at it curiously.

Oh. Right. Humans tend to play this game during the snowfall.

He scowls, looking very serious about this. Calmly, he crouches down and rebuilds the snowball, the lobs it back at Sulu.]

[leapfromgreat]

[ It hits him squarely in the chest. Sulu laughs. ]

That was pretty good. Try it again.