smash_logs | Snow

~~See, Blacky? You don't trust him-erm!~~

"Right!"

His eyes sparkled like a little kid going to a carnival.

"Sounds like a reasonable gift. I'll try to make sure I'm awake in time for it." Speaking of... what time was it? It was dark out. It could have been early the next morning for all she knew. What a disorienting feeling...

"I look forward to it."

Now that his hands are freed up, they went into his pockets. "Up to anything tonight? It's been snowing since crap knows when and I've been staring at nothing but pure white for several hours. It's a nice change of atmosphere, but... then again, I've been flying in outer space for two weeks."

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"I've given up on planning anything, honestly. But a little spontaneity keeps things exciting. Did you have something in mind?"

She glanced down to her hastily thrown-together outfit and frowned. Now that she was more awake she found that she actually cared a little more about her appearance. "I may need about fifteen minutes if you want to go out and do anything."

Spontaneity? Sure.

"In fifteen minutes, I'm going to grab your wrist and pull you outside onto the snow-filled campus like an annoying child and we will do something completely random."

He has no idea yet ~~But he will bring her back in a little while so other people could tag her too~~

Edited 2010-12-03 03:03 (UTC)

Nooo not out into the snow. She was hoping for a restaurant or a bar or some place with central heating. OH WELL. Getting some fresh air would be good for her. Not that it would make much difference considering certain habits she'd picked up...

"Alright. But in those fifteen minutes you have to go get some hot chocolate from the cafeteria." And so! She closed the door and put on some proper underthings along with the warmest clothing in her closet, brushed her hair, and for the first time since November she even put on a light coat of make-up.

With that done, she lingered in front of the mirror and examined herself. Such bags under her eyes. Such redness in them - and not what was natural, either. Damn. She'd really let herself go to hell this past month. Physically and mentally. But she was still convinced she probably deserved it.

Leon's room was kinda down the hall, why did he have to get a possibly cursed hot cocoa from the cafeteria?

Fine. Whatever. Off he went, past the snowball fights and snow men and snow angels and everyone running around like children, and into the cafeteria. He did take a moment to pop into the restroom briefly to make sure he was in check, but this week had surprisingly been a good one despite all the beer he chugged the other night. Of all things, he's in good ties with Slippy and Blacky again, had some amusing chatter with Falco, and got a good look at his life through ranting at Kamek. (And there's this really cute pokemon pirate dude with such a manly beard!) Okay, he is still a failure at his old game, but he's distracted enough now to save those thoughts for later. His hair was still neatly groomed from this morning, the 'stache trimmed to his preference, and he was back in his years-old brownish-mustard pilot jacket with the usual black turtleneck and tight jeans.

A failure in style is better than a total failure.

Two cups of hot cocoa were soon purchased and he returned about twenty minutes since departure back to Blacky's door.

~~and then somehow blacky was back in bed instead zzzz~~

By the time Leon arrived, Blacky was already waiting outside her door, cigarette in hand. Yeah, she was smoking in the building again, what a rebel. She would have extinguished it once she saw him coming but after a quick look around she noted that she didn't really have anywhere to do so. She'd have to wait until she got outside. Oh no what if the students saw her nooo why did she even care nooo.

"Excellent. A snowy day just isn't complete without a warm drink like this. Shall we?"

Leon handed her cup over and then used his newly-freed hand to pull the cigarette out of her mouth. It was put out under the heel of his boot and put in his coat pocket. There we go.

She was looking a lot better now. No need to already stink up the image so soon.

"Surely."

He can't grab her hand and run outside like excited children right now because of the cocoa, so they had to walk for now. And walk outside they did.

"You just crushed ash into the carpet," she scolded as they went out. Normally she wouldn't care since she wasn't the one who had to clean up, but she felt a little guilty about making more work for Raiden. Even worse was that ash just outside her dorm would be HIGHLY SUSPECT.

She would pin the blame on Leon if he brought it up.

Once outside, she took a deep breath, the shock of cold dry air hitting her lungs causing her to cough a bit. "Gaaah. That part's never pleasant." She cleared her throat. "But it looks nice, at least.

"So?" Nope. Nothing occured to him for doing that. He'd even do it in his own house. ...Back in Lylat, anyway.

Leon had went out at least twice today so, but the wind was still enough to have him hold his breath for the first few seconds of being outdoors again.

"And this is why smoking is bad for you."

A lot of ideas flew to his mind as to where to take her. Of course, this was mixed between his childhood memories of...

"You know, if there were no people or buildings other than military bases around here, this would have felt like a planet I once landed on that was all snow. Everywhere."

"That sounds like a terrible place to live." She held her arms closer to herself instinctively. Not that it was terribly easy to do that with a full mug of hot chocolate without spilling it.

"It doesn't snow often in Kanto, where I was born. But it was snowing the first day I left the Pokemon Centre, when I was a few months old. I remember wondering why it disappeared when it hit the ground." A fuzzy, distant memory, but she could still remember certain details like being wrapped in a certain young boy's jacket with her head poking out over the zipper as they walked to her new home. It hurt.

"...I'd prefer a tropical paradise."

Awww she must have been so cute at a few months old! If only he had a cute story to share, but instead, there was this:

"Fichina was pretty beautiful when you want to look at a barren nothing of snow for ten minutes. When I broke down the climate control lab, I went outside instead of back in my ship because... fuck! fluffy white shit!"

Some coco may have tipped out of his cup as he gripped it tighter.

"So I set my foot in and probably fell like, six feet into the snow or something and a blizzard was starting up. Next thing you know, I'm back on a cruiser in Sector Y because mother's henchmen had to go fetch me out. Was out cold for days. I stuck a ruler into the ground when I left my apartment in Corneria and the streets were hit with its own snow. I don't... do that anymore."

He shrugged, smiling nervously. "I think I'm supposed to die in this kind of weather as a lizard. I came from a small jungle settlement on a third other planet- That's where I was the other week."

"Why would you even be on such a cold planet if you're not even built for it?!" Blacky couldn't even imagine being a lizard and going out of the house on a cold day, let alone traveling to an entire other planet covered in snow. She'd like to space travel one day, maybe. But not to Fichina.

"I was sent there," he said bluntly. It wasn't a very terrible memory, just not something he would tell ANYBODY about, but this wasn't anybody. "I was born in a very wealthy organization with my uncle running all operations while mother and I were pawns to carry out any assignment people would pay him for. I didn't know the details at the time, or maybe I was just twelve and didn't know politics. 'Was just told to fly there, bust some large machine, and get out."

He grinned, then. "I did pull it off, though! Just not the getting-out part. You've never been to other planets before, have you?"

Sounded like a pretty shady business. But considering Leon's confessions about being an assassin, it wasn't terribly surprising that he'd have some other unlawful things in his past too.

"At least you didn't freeze to death... Myself, I've never even done so much as set foot in a space ship." Except for that time the faculty got to fly out to Falcon's private island after the Aparoid war, but as far as she knew his Flyer was just some weird vanity jet.

And boy does he have a lot more offenses. But unless she finds out herself, he's staying shut about killing military dogs, doggonnit.

"Would you like to try it sometime?. The view's pretty nice when you leave a planet"

His free hand picked up some snow, single-handedly attempting to make a snowball. Goddamn it was cold!

The answer was immediate ~~and THIS CLOSE to being in allcaps.~~

"I want to go to Planet Broadway."

"If you're serious and tell me where it is, I could take you there."

Yep. He had no idea if that was a pop culture reference or not, but taking her on his ship would be pretty cool, right?

"I'm not sure where it is. Waluigi often bragged about directing things over there and--"

A thought suddenly struck her. Duh! "He may have been putting me on. I can't believe I fell for it! That complete and utter ass!" She huffed and took a sip of hot chocolate. "Alright, never mind that, how about a planet you're familiar with you think I'd like?"

Who was Waluigi again?
Nevermind.

"Closest thing I know to broadway is the theatre district at Corneria City. It's like any rich city, except with more trees and mostly anthropomorphic dogs strutting all over the place."

Dare he say what else. Better leave Zoness and Fichina out of the suggestions box. Solar too. Oh god.

"Fortuna's rather pretty if you like exotic jungles of small civilian populations and large mansions and military bases scattered in middles of nowhere. And then there's this nice old space station- Wolf's turf. You'll get the most amazing view of the galaxy from there, but you'll have to pretend to be a smooth criminal so the other thugs won't bother you. Not that they could while I'm around!"

Last option is Aquas but he sadly lacks a ship that could navigate underwater unless he can steal one. SLIPPY CAN I BORROW YOUR BLUE MARINE?

"I wonder what Mars and Saturn are like? I've already been to Uranus and I didn't like it very much."

"Dog planet, hmm...?" She liked the sound of that. A place she'd fit right in... besides the "anthropomorphic" bit.

She elbowed him at the Uranus comment ~~and spilled her drink EVERYWHERE~~. "You liked it enough to go again. From what I've heard, most of the other planets in this particular solar system are pretty barren and uninhabitable. Although I wonder what it would be like for someone like me to be on the moon."

"Well... yeah, but that's beside the point," Leon responded to the Uranus discussion with a stifled snicker. umm... okay. He cleared his throat to continue (after sipping a bit of his drink).

"I don't have astronaut equipment to let you out of my ship onto the airless moon, but the Wolfen could still fly over there for a tour. Distance and hyperdrive considering, getting there should be less than an hour."

He paused just briefly.

"That is... If you're okay with squeezing into a one-seat dogfight vessel ~~that barrel rolls~~. I'll see what we could work out."

Only an hour? Man! And astronomers made it all seem so far away. Then again, NASA lacked hyper drives.

"If you think there'll be room... otherwise, I do take up a little less space as a Pokemon."

"Yep! We can make the trip to and back and explore aimlessly all within a day. Going to Lylat takes several since I hop between cargo cruisers and pit stops to refuel."

He tried to keep a calm face, but really, he was excited over this. He gets to show her outer space!

"I can always make room for you. We'll try the moon for a test run and if it works out, you can tag along on my next trip to Corneria."

He would just have to... not steal any military equipment this time.

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YOU SAID NO SEDUCTION SO WHATS WITH THE BOOBS HE CANT TRUST Y0U EITHER. :|

I JUST- I LIKE THAT ICON.

WHAT WOULD RAIDEN THINK, KNOWING YOU ARE HANGING YOUR BOOBS OUT WHEN TAGGING OTHER MEN?

HE WOULD THINK "SOMEONE NEEDS A BITCHSLAP"

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