Having to glance back
and forth between their
notebook and the intern.
“ No, I meant
over—whatever. “
Grabbing the rock and
giving it a brief, uncaring
inspection before putting
it to the side. An approving
nod.. what an honor..or a
mock.
Not just right now , I meant like . In general …
[ Their head tilts slightly to the left , curious and a little bit clumsy . They always tried to stand up straighter than this … ]
Have y’ been gettin enough rest as of late ?
“ Do whatever you
want. I don’t care.
Actually—can you
gather all the ore
into one spot?
Like.. Around here
preferably. “
Gesturing toward
the area beside
their worktop.
sometimes i want to go back in time to fix my own problems i’ve caused, especially the reactor incident during my internship. anyways i ate a block of cheese for breakfast. :)
Pen coming to a halt.
A weary visor turns
to look at Green.
Brow twitching.
“ Green. Hi.
Working. What do
you want? “
Their responses stay
cut and sharp—the
usual if not for their
obvious tire.
“ .. Hey. “
Holding the mug
between their palms.
Glance turning from
the opposite crewmate
toward the coffee.
Taking a sip, relief visibly
pouring over their stature.
“ No—thanks. I don’t
do creamer.
And, I’m fine. Just workin. “
Hiiya .
[ soft and sing-songy . She offers them a smile , taking a step back once they’d made sure the cup had been fully stabilized on the workbench . ]
Saw you dozin , so I grabbed ya a lil somethin . I’ve got creamer if ya want it .
… you doin alright ?
Pulling the mug towards
themself with careful hands,
feeling the warmth of the
hot beverage.
“ I did, I’m just a little
worn out is all. “
Sounding defensive in
their speech. Staring at
their reflection in the cup.
[ Gentleman walked over and looked at black, he sat a small cup of coffee on their desk before looking at them. Usually he’d be at comms but I guess he’s not as busy as usual. ]
The tap catches their
attention. Looking up
with a grumble, only
to be filled with
confusion. They stare
at the mug before
turning towards the
accompanying presence.
Shifting to lift their head
and straighten their
posture.
Oh, uh. Hi.
𓂃 OPEN INTERACTION
Half asleep at their
workbench… Scribbling
out notes about the
condition of the ore,
all of which comes
out in incomprehensible
scribbles.