*zzz*

[giri_guy]

*Rodimus sprawls on his desk, arms flopped over the opposite edge, asleep to all appearances. Scattered underneath him are myriad datascreens, all the paperwork Rodimus missed while he was chibi - there's enough of them to make a sort of irregular pillow. He's snoring just a little, and one almost expects a tiny bit of drool trailing from his

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[apprentice_lurk]

*'Boots, bored by now of drawing and wanting someone to talk to, ambles enquiringly into Rodimus' office and cranes her neck back to look up at him. Now, here is a conundrum. 'Boots knows that when someone's asleep you Do Not Wake Them Up, but how can she tell if he's asleep if she can't see his face?

Besides, getting up onto the tabletop would be a Challenge...

...Cool.*

[giri_guy]

*Obligingly, neither Rodimus nor the desk show any signs of moving. Little 'Boots should make it to the top quite safely.*

[apprentice_lurk]

*well, if the universe in general is being so good-natured about the whole thing, then why not?*

*'Boots frowns contemplatively up at Rodimus' desk, a part of her wishing for a rucksack and a rope around her middle to look the part and do this properly, but she shrugs and makes do with clambering up what she can*

[giri_guy]

*There is a ten-year-old on Rodimus's knee. There is a ten-year-old on Rodimus's knee and she shows no signs of stopping.*

*Rodimus dreams of being Mount Everest.*