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i_speak_softly) wrote2012-02-24 07:24 pm
i_speak_softly) wrote2012-02-24 07:24 pm
Fifty-Sixth Theory [Action]
((Forward-dated to Sunday the 26th, after the village has cleaned up from the ice storm.))
[That was a good last try, Winter, but you are rapidly losing your hold over this ectotherm. He was trapped in C5 for several days, after Luke Skywalker’s guests shook off their movie-marathon stupor to realize they were iced in, but since making it safely back to House 55 he’s been increasingly alert and moving around with greater purpose.]
[Today he put on his heated snowsuit and struck out across the snowy village to the library. He had found this puzzle-box among his things, and he wants to work on it without his housemates hanging over his shoulders.]
[He also wants to strike up a conversation with anyone who so much as glances at him. Cold weather and semi-torpor don’t present many opportunities for socializing, and the normally-quiet Turtle has a lot of pent-up conversation in need of an outlet. It won’t be at his normal intellectual level, but it should at least be better than it has been in recent weeks.]
((Feel free to help Don with the puzzle-box, but I don’t want it to be opened yet.))
[That was a good last try, Winter, but you are rapidly losing your hold over this ectotherm. He was trapped in C5 for several days, after Luke Skywalker’s guests shook off their movie-marathon stupor to realize they were iced in, but since making it safely back to House 55 he’s been increasingly alert and moving around with greater purpose.]
[Today he put on his heated snowsuit and struck out across the snowy village to the library. He had found this puzzle-box among his things, and he wants to work on it without his housemates hanging over his shoulders.]
[He also wants to strike up a conversation with anyone who so much as glances at him. Cold weather and semi-torpor don’t present many opportunities for socializing, and the normally-quiet Turtle has a lot of pent-up conversation in need of an outlet. It won’t be at his normal intellectual level, but it should at least be better than it has been in recent weeks.]
((Feel free to help Don with the puzzle-box, but I don’t want it to be opened yet.))
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[He backs up, holding the snowsuit in front of him. He's used to people flipping out because he's a turtle - though it hasn't happened in a long time - but he rarely gets screamed at for being naked.]
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Why are foreigners always so forward...
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.............................................................
[THE JIG IS UP. WHAT DO?
> Pretend to be someone else
> Act normal
> RUN
Japan chooses:
> RUN
He jumps to his feet and turns, bows quickly, and then makes to bolt for one of the bookstacks---
Only to trip over the groceries at his feet, take a face-first flop toward the ground, turn it into a somersault and pop back to his feet, confused. He is not quite sure wtf just happened, but he's pretty sure that was the BAD END. So he tries again.
Japan chooses:
> Act normal]
....Hello.
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[After mentally flailing for a moment, Don clutches the snowsuit in front of him and awkwardly bows over it.]
Hello... sir.
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Japan looks at Don for a moment, then slowly slides his gaze to the side.]
...Hello.
...
[Welp, he's a master of conversation.]
...Ah...
I hope you are well...?
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Yes...
Well...
I suspect....
....
Being a turtle would do such a thing....
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Would you... like to sit down? Sir?
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I-I'll go look for the thermostat.....
[omg rolling away to sob in a corner about how royally he messed up that little meeting]
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