contract_star: (not what it seems)
BK-201 ([personal profile] contract_star) wrote in [community profile] realityshifted2008-05-12 02:05 am

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[Hei appears, looking rather irritated, and promptly heads off along the Astral Plane, walking with a purpose and looking like he's searching for something.]

By M11, I think...

[Keeps walking, mostly in silence, though he mutters to himself occasionally. After a bit he comes upon his telescope and his expression darkens. The telescope has been knocked over and is lying on its side. Hei crouches down, sighing heavily.]

This on top of the rest of it...

[Disappears for a moment, coming back with a toolkit and a bag of sandwiches. He settles down and starts going to work on his poor, beat-up telescope.]

[identity profile] cyfor.livejournal.com 2008-05-12 06:29 am (UTC)(link)
Mmmfgh, sssffff knnnn. [Still with mouth full of hand.]

[identity profile] cyfor.livejournal.com 2008-05-12 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
[But she can't let go of the hand without letting go of the sandwich, which she Won't Do. So she tries to swallow instead.]

[identity profile] cyfor.livejournal.com 2008-05-12 06:47 am (UTC)(link)
[She yowls and jerks back, probably giving him a couple of gashes on the hand by accident in the process. Out comes most of the sandwich, too, still intact. She hunkers down away from him, giving him a nervous look.]

Coulda said you didn't want to share.

[identity profile] cyfor.livejournal.com 2008-05-12 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Curls up a little, shoulders hunched, still watching him warily.] Don't wannit.

[identity profile] cyfor.livejournal.com 2008-05-12 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Hunkers down and doesn't say much, just makes little rumbling noises to herself.]

[identity profile] cyfor.livejournal.com 2008-05-12 06:56 am (UTC)(link)
[To herself.] No call for it, no call... No call. Why no call?

[identity profile] cyfor.livejournal.com 2008-05-12 06:59 am (UTC)(link)
No! [She jumps away, giving a little midair twist like she's trying to put more distance between them.] Not again, not again, not the wires, please...

[identity profile] cyfor.livejournal.com 2008-05-12 07:02 am (UTC)(link)
[She gives a little moan and hunkers down.] Not the wires, not the wires, it hurts, hurts, hurts...

[identity profile] cyfor.livejournal.com 2008-05-12 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Scuttles up behind him, feeling scared but also not wanting him to leave upset again. She picks up the toolkit gingerly and stretches her neck forward, even more tentative, to offer it back.]

[identity profile] cyfor.livejournal.com 2008-05-12 07:13 am (UTC)(link)
[Hunkers down again as soon as he has it.] Don't leave? Don't be mad. Please?

[identity profile] cyfor.livejournal.com 2008-05-12 07:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Still nervous.] Realize?

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