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ataraxionlogs2012-05-23 07:55 pm
fly_like_pie) wrote in ataraxionlogs2012-05-23 07:55 pm
Strangers. CLOSED.
CHARACTERS: Ned & Rey.
LOCATION: Wandering the halls.
WARNINGS: H-hah, I'm sure nothing intense will be happening.
SUMMARY: Ned bumps into Rey, Rey bumps into Ned. Probable new friendship, GOOOOO!
Oh! Sorry, sorry, sorry!
[A shuffle of movement: arms scrambling to steady the item clutched under his arm. Thankfully the movement calms, along with legs residing side by side, lifting his head to gift a stiffened expression of distress. It's difficult to associate between a man clumsy enough to keep his head low and shoulders hunched, posed in secrecy and implying he intended to be unseen, too simple to be that largely impacting. Between those layers is his look of apology, a sharp nod and straightening to offer his hand.
Now what is that under his arm? Why, a small container of strawberries, bright and fresh.]
This is how bad things happen, not paying attention. [An inside joke; a very lonely, not-hilarious inside joke. He's not much for dark comedy, but he's up for clearing out mild mistakes. The perk of his lips exhibits his renewed intentions, hoping the other will return the same.]
LOCATION: Wandering the halls.
WARNINGS: H-hah, I'm sure nothing intense will be happening.
SUMMARY: Ned bumps into Rey, Rey bumps into Ned. Probable new friendship, GOOOOO!
Oh! Sorry, sorry, sorry!
[A shuffle of movement: arms scrambling to steady the item clutched under his arm. Thankfully the movement calms, along with legs residing side by side, lifting his head to gift a stiffened expression of distress. It's difficult to associate between a man clumsy enough to keep his head low and shoulders hunched, posed in secrecy and implying he intended to be unseen, too simple to be that largely impacting. Between those layers is his look of apology, a sharp nod and straightening to offer his hand.
Now what is that under his arm? Why, a small container of strawberries, bright and fresh.]
This is how bad things happen, not paying attention. [An inside joke; a very lonely, not-hilarious inside joke. He's not much for dark comedy, but he's up for clearing out mild mistakes. The perk of his lips exhibits his renewed intentions, hoping the other will return the same.]