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Captain Falcon ([personal profile] raced_god) wrote in [community profile] smash_logs2009-02-07 07:28 pm

Reach for the stars! A dysfunctional family vacation!

Who: Falcon, Samus, Jeff.
What: title or description
When: Weekend of February 7th.
Where: SPACE. Alieths III. POSSIBLY Big Blue.
Rating: PG-13.
Recommended music: Get!

It was about four in the morning, and Falcon...hadn't actually slept. Much.

These kinds of things happen when you're pumped on adrenaline from watching your team win the biggest game of the season against their biggest rival and then they dump a cooler of gatorade on your head.

Good times.

At any rate, Falcon was up before the sun mostly to ensure that no one witnessed their departure. As soon as he was up, dressed and packed, he'd made his way to the school to call in the Flyer, load the Skyrunner, and get his passengers out of bed. They had quite a trip ahead of them, so the earlier they got going, the better.

So there he was, standing outside of Jeff's door, duffel bag in one hand, the other knocking rather incessantly. When the student didn't answer right away, he figured he'd use the time to get Samus up and ready.

"Saaaaaamuuus." He chimed on his codec. "Heeeey Samus. Good moooooorniiiiiiiing~."

To say he was excited was an understatement. Hopefully they wouldn't kill him for the wake-up call.

[identity profile] icequeen-aran.livejournal.com 2009-02-08 09:07 am (UTC)(link)
Sunshine?! Accompanied with less-than-subtle stifled giggles from the Captain, oh no, that was not the way to greet Samus Aran at four in the morning. Especially not while a cold windy draft was creeping in through the open door she was holding and over her bra-less tank-top. "What... right now?" She furrowed her brows because the answer to her question was obviously standing right in front of her, packed and ready to go.



And the way Falcon was barking orders made her verrrryyyy inclined to be be a grump about it. She put one hand on her hip and used the other to stubbornly point at the taller man while growling, "Not until I have some coffee in me."

...and then Jeff asked a seemingly innocent question. Seemingly because Samus remembered her first encounter with the student involved said knickers. The motherly pointed finger slid right on over to the smaller blonde, "And for your information, no."

Samus lowered her hand and narrowed her eyes at Falcon, taking a second or two to calm down, "Five minutes." And with that, she disappeared behind her door, surprisingly, not slamming it.
Edited 2009-02-08 09:23 (UTC)