three ☠ you're consumed with sharpened wings
[Toki loves airplanes. It's not an obvious fact until one sees him at his desk, which he has somehow managed to bring to the Plane. His lamp is bright enough and has a magnifier attachment that's good for a few things, such as assembling a model of a Ford Trimotor. His project is somewhere around 35% completion with many, many pieces spread on the top of the desk, still attached to their frame-packaging.
Charles wanted him to do something, apparently. But Toki wanted to work on the airplane. RUNNING AWAY TO THE ASTRAL PLANE IS A GREAT SOLUTION. And just in case his manager/CFO/surrogate parent comes to rain on his parade anyway, he has some Boston playing from an old CD player nearby.
He looks pretty intent on what he's doing. Clearly this means he should be bothered.]
Charles wanted him to do something, apparently. But Toki wanted to work on the airplane. RUNNING AWAY TO THE ASTRAL PLANE IS A GREAT SOLUTION. And just in case his manager/CFO/surrogate parent comes to rain on his parade anyway, he has some Boston playing from an old CD player nearby.
He looks pretty intent on what he's doing. Clearly this means he should be bothered.]