exsiliumlogs | [OPEN!] glamaphonic, electronic, d-d-disco baby

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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?

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Asbel's been so busy lately that he's almost forgotten to take the time to stop and eat. But, seriously, who could blame him? It's not as if protein bars have anything on his favored blend of meat, potatoes, onions, carrots and curry sauce over rice. Served mild of course! How long has it been now...?

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?"

It isn't that she wants to eat with someone else - she's a loner by nature, at least in a situation like this, and she still hasn't adjusted to this place yet. To being here without any of her people. Being alone is strange, but it's even stranger to consider connecting with anyone new.

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.

Raven senses an unknown presence down the hallway. Then she hears an unknown voice mumbling things before she finally sees that man. He sounds like yet another scientist but something tells Raven he could be a transport.

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?"

Asch could write sonnets about how much he doesn't want to be here right now, but as he sees it he doesn't have much choice. The odds of Dist knowing something about his previous stay here are much higher than Asch likes and he doesn't want to risk leaving such a gap in his understanding of the situation. Still, he doesn't have to like it -- and more importantly, he doesn't need to go in acting like he's the vulnerable one. So, once he finally tracks down Dist, he approaches him with all the grace, friendliness, and tact he's grown accustomed to over the years.

"Hey. You."

[Joan had plans to train more today so she had just popped into the cafeteria hoping to grab something before heading off. Her tray is filled with a bowl of oatmeal and some berries and granola and yogurt but before she can head right out, she spots Dist and....

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?

[Zelos isn't paying any particular attention to Dist, especially since he has no memory of the last time they ran into each other. Because hey, why would he? Right now he's more focused on getting himself a cup of coffee after work. And so after grabbing a cup, he sits down at the empty right next to Dist's and begins to drink, minding his own business]

[Oh, he's totally the sanest. Which is why, of course, being the wonderful and unmatched man of science that he is, Dist is probably totally unsurprised when a man steps out of the shadows just...in the corner there. Right where the jut in the wall hides the floor from light and there was definitely not enough space there for a human to pop through, much less the one who turns, stares at Dist, and then leaaaaaaaaaaaaaans into his face, without even bothering to put on something more human.]

Who are you talking to?

Sesshoumaru had discovered early on that there aren't too many places one could go for peace and privacy in the base, yet that doesn't deter him from trying. His best option lies on the other side of the outer wall, but not even he is willing to bet his life against the power and vastness of space. So, he has to be content with whatever quiet he can find; even going as far as relegating many sounds to ignored background noise--a genuine feat with his hearing.

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?"

Edited 2013-10-19 02:08 (UTC)

[Jade walks into the cafeteria. He notices Dist, turns, and walks back out.]

"Dist!"

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?"

[...Well, she's got food. (Very disappointing food)]

[And that guy is her roommate, so.... Might as well try to be friendly]

You're the Rose guy, right?

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A. I know I will regret this later but eating alone is so depressing man. :(

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B merry christma--wait wrong holiday. also I am so so sorry

b. This should be interesting.

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