smash_logs | [open log] everyday she's sheeping

Who: Maisy and YOU
What: A sheep is wandering the school, being nosy.
Where: All around campus.
When: November 25th - December 3rd OR EVEN BEFORE AND BEYOND. WHENEVER.
Warnings: Her wool is static.

[ Smash Academy, so much has happened lately. A murder. Blind dates. A woman on a murderous rampage because of a result from said blind dates.

But life must continue, we all must go on. So you're hanging around, you're doing your thing. Maybe you're in the library, maybe you're at the training grounds. Do you have a particular thing you do?

Sure, it's cold, but maybe that doesn't stop you.

It certainly doesn't stop a funny looking sheep from sticking her rubbery nose into all the places around campus. Even the one with doors in the way!

So, share what you're doing. Maybe you're just sitting there reading, maybe you're standing around in a hallway. Maybe you see a funky sheep and stop and gawk because why is there a sheep wandering around ohgod it's looking at me--

Whatever it is, be sure of this, dear Smash Academic...sisbros.

Maisy will find you. ~~maybe~~ ]

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[ Farewell, ground, hello, comforting trainer's arms! N makes good use of time and already begins heading for the building, the little bundle in his grip bouncing ever so slightly with each step. ]

Well, I can see why. You are very easy to pick up. [ He gives a little chuckle. ] You are also very fluffy and cuddly.

[ He'd kind of snuggle the shit out of her here if he was sure it wouldn't hurt her, but alas. ]

[ Sure the pain wouldn't be the other way round there. But Maisy's having fun being so high up - the trainer is much taller than her own, and she hasn't had that many pick ups outside of Gold's room, so she delights in looking around as N takes them to his room. ]

Gold says that too, but I had a friiiend who was really soooft. When it got reaaally cold, me and my frieeends and our parents would all hug together, and I alwaaays liked hugging near to heeer.

[ memooories. ]

That is a fine way to spend the winter, helping each other keep warm. [ He stops in his tracks before he enters the building, his focus waning from his objective and transfixing on a fond memory of his own. ]

It is a comforting feeling, isn't it? To be surrounded by those you love as you struggle to warm up. If it were anybody else, it wouldn't be quite as... helpful, would it? Not quite as warm. [ Heart-warming, as it were.

...

Oh, right, his room. He pushes one of the doors open with his shoulder, an apologetic expression taking on his features. ]

We will keep each other safe from the cold. Alright?

[ The look on N's face isn't one that Maisy can quite understand the meaning for, even with the words prior to it. It makes her a little silent before answering, but- ]

Yeah, we caaan. [ A pause. ] If your bed is cooold, you can sleep with me annnd Gooold. We can hugggggllle up.

[ A tiny laugh erupts from him as he presses the button for the elevator. ] Absolutely. I do not think our friend would mind.

[ However, one thing about her offer stood out: ]

'Huggle'? Did you create that word yourself? [ He looks absolutely enamored by it. How cute. ] It is quite charming.

I heeeard it. It sounded fun, so I say it! [ But that he likes the word pleases her, since she's never really had to explain it before. ] Do you like it tooo?

Well, yes. It is not the kind of term I would coin myself, but it sounds very sweet. It fits you.

[ He presses the number for his floor andddd up they go! Of course, given that he's N, he isn't about to just pipe down and shut up for the ride... ]

The physics involved in an elevator are very interesting, you know? The way its incredible mass can be handled by such a force, yet it makes it seem so effortless.

[ The topic piques Maisy's interest, so N's mouth isn't such a bad thing. ]

Do you knooow how they mooove?

Well...

[ The mun is lazy this morning. Therefore, this is what he goes on about, basically, how a roped elevator works in awesome detail. It lasts all the way up until they reach his dorm room. In fact, coincidentally, he finishes just as they approach. Crazy stuff. ]

... and the rails' biggest perk is its ability to prevent danger, should the elevator's cart malfunction, so... ah! Here is my room. BE-01.

[ He jingles his key into the lock and peeps it open. It doesn't look like Sig's here. Oh well. ]

[ man what is that coincidence. But that's okay, 'cause Maisy listened to every single bit. Stopped and asked about the parts she didn't get either (there was a lot). But she felt very knowledgeable after it, I'm sure. ]

You're reeeeallly smaaart, Nnnnn. You and the man I know shooould meeet! You two could have looots of fun.

[ Totally a good enough reason to meet. Then she could sit there and listen to two smart people being smart at the same time. ]

Of course. Do you know this man's name?

[ In the meantime, he shuts the door and skitters over to the middle of the floor, placing Maisy down feet-first in the gentlest manner. He doesn't want to, like... drop her something. That's just mean. ]

Here you are. I will go find the board games.

[ And there she is, on the floor. As N looks around, she'll keep herself faced towards him. ]

Noooo. I don't know how to aaaaask.

[ She sounds disappointed saying that, but Maisy knows there's not much she can do to change that. ]

Then please, describe this man's appearance to me. If I learn of his physical form, I may be able to place a name to the face.

[ He knows a lot of people in the school! He could probably figure out who it is. Eventually.

In the meantime, though, he does have to say something as simple as The Game of Life sounds nice. He finds that box and lifts it from his closet. This will do! ]

[ Hmmm, how to describe him? She starts to think.. ]

He has thiiings on his faaace... -- gassses. [ N said that! ] Annnd... his face is looong... his haaair is short, not like yooours!

[ hmm, whaaat elssse? ] Annnnd...

A long face, short hair, glasses...

[ Hmm. Who would fit that description? Was it anyone he knew?

...

Aha! A look of realization dons upon him. ]

Does he have facial hair and a lab coat? Would it be Mr. Gordon Freeman?

Faciiiaal hair? [ Um, that word... ] Hair on his chiiiin? He had thaaaat. I don't knooow his name thooough.

That must be Mr. Freeman! I do already know him. His class happens to be one of my favorites.

[ He lays out the board game box before her, making quick work on removing the lid and the board itself. ] Now, are you ready?

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