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ten_fwd2015-06-03 09:49 pm
fedorasizesmall) wrote in ten_fwd2015-06-03 09:49 pm
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Rewind to the S // He's been old before.... // OTA
[Corridors and Philip's room]
Sure, he's been old before, but that was in his beloved Fuuto. Being less than half his original age in a place like this was distinctly more alarming. And so ran a decidedly smaller hard-boiled detective (perhaps more like a quail egg right now) through the corridors. "This is bad! What the hell?!" He was making his way to Philip's room through the guest quarters' hallway. At the fastest speed his little legs could take him, and likely not looking too close at where he was going.
When he got to his partner's door, he reached up to jam on the doorbell and he beat relentlessly on the door itself. He didn't really care if he disturbed Philip's roommate. "Oi! Philip! Open up! This is important!"
[In Ten Forward, contagious as hell]
There was something wrong with his coffee. It tasted awful. Somehow with his tiny kid-sized body went his adult taste buds. But at least he was still dressed the part. So he searched through the Enterprise databases for something sweeter. What the hell was a Frappuccino? Some coffee shop weirdness. Like some kind of coffee milkshake. That'll do. Mocha frappuccino with extra whip creme and chocolate shavings on top. Nevermind this was far from hard-boiled, but it was super tasty. That was all that mattered.
And the caffeine and sugar buzz later was just a bonus.
Sure, he's been old before, but that was in his beloved Fuuto. Being less than half his original age in a place like this was distinctly more alarming. And so ran a decidedly smaller hard-boiled detective (perhaps more like a quail egg right now) through the corridors. "This is bad! What the hell?!" He was making his way to Philip's room through the guest quarters' hallway. At the fastest speed his little legs could take him, and likely not looking too close at where he was going.
When he got to his partner's door, he reached up to jam on the doorbell and he beat relentlessly on the door itself. He didn't really care if he disturbed Philip's roommate. "Oi! Philip! Open up! This is important!"
[In Ten Forward, contagious as hell]
There was something wrong with his coffee. It tasted awful. Somehow with his tiny kid-sized body went his adult taste buds. But at least he was still dressed the part. So he searched through the Enterprise databases for something sweeter. What the hell was a Frappuccino? Some coffee shop weirdness. Like some kind of coffee milkshake. That'll do. Mocha frappuccino with extra whip creme and chocolate shavings on top. Nevermind this was far from hard-boiled, but it was super tasty. That was all that mattered.
And the caffeine and sugar buzz later was just a bonus.
Re: Corridors
It was hard to tell if the smile was just humoring him or she took him seriously, because... he was an adorable little kid. She wished she could have been like him at that age. Really, she just wanted to pick him up, hug him, and the give him anything he wanted.
She hadn't gotten to be happy as a kid. She spent most of her childhood thinking she was happy... but she hadn't been. She had been poor, scared, starved, and always in danger of freezing to death or worse. But when she saw a child who was healthy, well fed, in clothing that fit, it made her happy.
Re: Corridors
Re: Corridors
She grinned at him. "Are you hungry? The one thing this place has... is plenty of food."
She was always hungry at that age. Then again... She was still always hungry. Somethings didn't just change.