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[OPEN!] glamaphonic, electronic, d-d-disco baby
Date & Time: October 15th-20th
Location: Cafeteria, wandering the halls,
Characters: Dist and YOU
Summary: You know what this moon base needs? More elegance.
Warnings: Questionable morals, lipgloss, will update as necessary.
A]
Dist is eating alone. Well, he's been used to it for a while now. Sometimes, honestly, he prefers it that way. These oafs were just jealous of him! They couldn't comprehend his genius! That was it, certainly.
He's sitting at a table, chewing gingerly on a protein bar. He supposed it could be WORSE- at least it has a mildly pleasant flavor. Oddly, years of military school, and then in Daath, meant he wasn't the pickiest eater when push came to shove.
Come enjoy a meal with Dist, Exsilium. It's like a date but way more terrible.
B]
If a casual conversation over lunch (dinner? whatever) isn't your cup of tea, rest assured that Dist is roaming the hallways. You get three guesses what he's looking for, but he's mumbling to himself, and at one point, he stops and paces for a few minutes in front of a large window showcasing the outside.
"...if I could isolate that frequency...hm...that doesn't account for temperature...but the third fonon...then perhaps the fifth...hmmmm..."
He spends a fair deal of time wandering the halls muttering to himself about fonons and things like that. It certainly helps with him image as the most sane scientist on this base, doesn't it?
Location: Cafeteria, wandering the halls,
Characters: Dist and YOU
Summary: You know what this moon base needs? More elegance.
Warnings: Questionable morals, lipgloss, will update as necessary.
A]
Dist is eating alone. Well, he's been used to it for a while now. Sometimes, honestly, he prefers it that way. These oafs were just jealous of him! They couldn't comprehend his genius! That was it, certainly.
He's sitting at a table, chewing gingerly on a protein bar. He supposed it could be WORSE- at least it has a mildly pleasant flavor. Oddly, years of military school, and then in Daath, meant he wasn't the pickiest eater when push came to shove.
Come enjoy a meal with Dist, Exsilium. It's like a date but way more terrible.
B]
If a casual conversation over lunch (dinner? whatever) isn't your cup of tea, rest assured that Dist is roaming the hallways. You get three guesses what he's looking for, but he's mumbling to himself, and at one point, he stops and paces for a few minutes in front of a large window showcasing the outside.
"...if I could isolate that frequency...hm...that doesn't account for temperature...but the third fonon...then perhaps the fifth...hmmmm..."
He spends a fair deal of time wandering the halls muttering to himself about fonons and things like that. It certainly helps with him image as the most sane scientist on this base, doesn't it?
A. I know I will regret this later but eating alone is so depressing man. :(
But, things are as they are, and so he's left to sigh, nab a package of processed whatever-it-is and something to drink, and look for a place to sit.
Scanning the room, Asbel recognizes a number of familiar faces. He's sure he could join them and talk it up about the various goings-on around the moon base. But then he sees Dist, eating all by himself, and that just won't do.
So it is that Asbel Lhant strides over to his table, smiling in that well-meaning way of his.
"Hey. Mind if I join you?"
haha suckerrrrr
"You want to eat with me...?"
And then it's as if something changed, and he scoffs.
"Of COURSE you do. Well, then, please sit. I will let you bask in my genius for only a few minutes- I AM terribly busy, after all~"
yeah no you're right. /spins on heel and walks away.
And then it happens. Blinking openly, his words trail off. How this person could be so busy with something else is a complete mystery to Asbel. He's alone, right? Just to be absolutely sure, he glances around the table one more time as if piles of paper or business associates might have suddenly appeared.
But he just received an invitation and standing there staring like an idiot would be pretty rude of him.
"Thanks, I appreciate it." Or so he hopes. Asbel sets the items down on the table and takes a seat across from this very flashy, self-important person.
"So, um, what exactly are you working on, sir?"
a good choice tbh
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a.
So when she sits down at the table near a flamboyant looking man with pink hair, she's not particularly paying attention to her table company, and she's certainly not looking to engage in conversation. She just needs a place to park it while she chokes down another of the protein bars that don't quite fill her up.
After she's eaten a few bites, she glances up at him, eyes narrowing slightly while she looks him over - sizing him up. Wow, this guy is a piece of work, even more than she thought when she first sat down.
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He raises a brow and clears his throat.
"What are YOU supposed to be?"
/quietly loves dist
When he talks to her, she jerks her head up abruptly, blinking slowly.
"Irathient. What are you supposed to be?"
/quietly loves YOU
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For a moment or so she considers just walking past him. But eventually she stops a few feet away from him, crossing her arms over her chest and quirking a quizzical eyebrow.
"You sure standing in front of a window will help you figure out the answer to that?"
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"Hmph! Clearly you don't understand my brilliance!" And he smiles. "I could never expect anyone to comprehend it."
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"How could I not? It's so shiny it's almost blinding." Say hi to Raven's sarcasm, Dist.
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B.
"Hey. You."
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"I am thinking, original! I don't have the time for your foolishness right now."
And he waves his hand like he's going to dismiss him, because that will totally work.
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a.
Sighs.
She can't just let him sit there like that. She's standing in front of him in several strides and motions to the seat.]
Mind if I sit here?
joan~
Hmm, well, I suppose...
[And he takes a breath.]
I mean, of course you can. I've forgiven you. You see, I'm very forgiving to my f- friends.
man child #2
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A
I am so sorry.
He purses his glossed lips and stands, taking his tray and shifting two seats down, putting his tray back on the table with a clatter, and GLARING at Zelos.]
no you are not.
look at this gross manbaby, I say, as I put him in logs
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1/2
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5/5 DONE
omg
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B merry christma--wait wrong holiday. also I am so so sorry
Who are you talking to?
I will accept "happy unbirthday"
PARDON YOU! I was speaking to myself! I needed intelligent conversation, you see.
[He tosses his hair.]
THEN IT SHALL BE SO
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I am so so sorry
Oh no.
it is funny writing horror knowing it doesn't penetrate dist's himselfness in the slightest
dist is...dist.
dist is a magical unicorn.
trufax
this is the most beautiful cr
yes is v. good.
b. This should be interesting.
Still, he's pretty successful and is staring out at the stars, finally able to contemplate this current turn of events and recent information he had received. Until the relative silence is broken by muttering and scowling, he turns to the source, his irritation clear.
"Why do humans insist on babbling needlessly and incessantly?"
aww ye
"I am having intelligent conversation!!!!"
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a. I did say
perfect tag
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Monica's greeting to him is as cheerful as ever, sitting down beside him with a protein bar -- or three-- of her own, although she makes no move to start eating it as she turns to him with a smile.
"I haven't seen you in a few weeks-- how have you been?"
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And he looks over at her before taking a bite of his protein bar.
"Er..." How should he put this? "Have you been well?"
Close, right?
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[And that guy is her roommate, so.... Might as well try to be friendly]
You're the Rose guy, right?
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[And he tosses his hair. This was the girl who liked his robot and then forgot all about him, which was kind of rude. But he'd forgive her. Because he was a generous guy.]
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