CLOSED ⤧ killer, don't you please, i got time and time to bleed,
Who: prayforprey & nicotine_patch
What: Attempt #1 at taking the undergrounder topside.
When: During the Luau, on one of the last flights down.
Where: SHUTTLE DOCK --> SHUTTLE --> PLANET --> ?
Warnings: Language, spazzing, brosephing, drug use?
[ convincing -- "bullying", Badou called it -- had taken a solid two weeks of luring, honest promises and assurances of safety, of arrangements in windows of both mind and time. the luau had put a damper (everybody rushin' rushin' around), but the tickets cashed in had found them on a later route, when most people were on return shuttles and they were instead descending. ]
[ he flashes the papers at the man the same way he would the sharp edges of cards dealt onto a poker table like knives, proud of their white typefaces. ]
[ the noise of the boarding station doesn't drown out his showmanship in the least, the background crowds more seeming to egg it on. ]
Won't be too crowded. We'll have elbow room since everyone and their granny-panties-wearin' luau dates're on their way back.
[ snidely, he tucks a ticket into the man's breast pocket and gives it a pat-pat, like it found its own denhome. but the excited energy leaves him dragging a jacket sleeve (fur-rimmed even while heading for the summer) and pulling him through air-hissing doors to find seats. ]
How fucked you get?
What: Attempt #1 at taking the undergrounder topside.
When: During the Luau, on one of the last flights down.
Where: SHUTTLE DOCK --> SHUTTLE --> PLANET --> ?
Warnings: Language, spazzing, brosephing, drug use?
[ convincing -- "bullying", Badou called it -- had taken a solid two weeks of luring, honest promises and assurances of safety, of arrangements in windows of both mind and time. the luau had put a damper (everybody rushin' rushin' around), but the tickets cashed in had found them on a later route, when most people were on return shuttles and they were instead descending. ]
[ he flashes the papers at the man the same way he would the sharp edges of cards dealt onto a poker table like knives, proud of their white typefaces. ]
[ the noise of the boarding station doesn't drown out his showmanship in the least, the background crowds more seeming to egg it on. ]
Won't be too crowded. We'll have elbow room since everyone and their granny-panties-wearin' luau dates're on their way back.
[ snidely, he tucks a ticket into the man's breast pocket and gives it a pat-pat, like it found its own denhome. but the excited energy leaves him dragging a jacket sleeve (fur-rimmed even while heading for the summer) and pulling him through air-hissing doors to find seats. ]
How fucked you get?