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John-117 (The Master Chief) ([personal profile] prettycoolguy) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-09-11 01:01 am

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Hydroponics is the Chief's favorite part of the ship. This isn't because of any special function it serves, but because it's usually quiet and mostly empty. He can get away from the rest of the crew in here, for a little while. It's space to think.

He has a lot of thinking to do.

He has no particular set goal in mind, just pacing some of the usual paths. However, something seems to be following him. A whiteish bug of some kind roughly the size of a german shepherd. It scuttles along behind the Spartan as he goes, and he seems to be ignoring it.

Has he even noticed it? It's impossible to tell.

[identity profile] gogopowersuit.livejournal.com 2010-09-12 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Chief," she nods back. She's just going to pretend that no one caught her. She's about to stand up when she spots the bug. She lifts an eyebrow.

"What's that?" Point.

[identity profile] gogopowersuit.livejournal.com 2010-09-12 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Where'd you find it?" Samus doesn't seem to be bothered by the bug at all. In fact, it seems a little like she forgot that she needed to get up and be professional and is instead suddenly very interested in the bug. She holds out her non-cannon arm for the bug to investigate more easily.

[identity profile] gogopowersuit.livejournal.com 2010-09-12 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Does it think you're its mother?"

Samus is... oddly serious about this question. She keeps most of her attention on their new "friend," offering some scritches under its "chin." What, does she have experience with these?
Edited 2010-09-12 04:37 (UTC)

[identity profile] gogopowersuit.livejournal.com 2010-09-12 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
Well these things just sort of have a habit of liking Samus. She does not mention this, though. She simply "Hmns," in agreement and continues offering the scratches.

"Followed you out at all?" She turns the conversation back on him.

[identity profile] gogopowersuit.livejournal.com 2010-09-16 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Right," she nods. In her head she resolves that it's only a matter of time. Bug friends have a habit of making it into places they shouldn't be.

Absentmindedly, she still strokes its back. She doesn't have much of a problem treating it like a pet, "I wonder if it just likes the armor."