http://flunkingspanish.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] flunkingspanish.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-09-14 10:13 pm

On The Prowl

Paco was a man on a mission. It was a very serious mission of the utmost importance.

Depending on the definitions of "serious", "utmost", and "importance" at least.

There were people on this ship that needed to either be recruited onto Team Have Some Freaking Fun, and there were people who needed to be marked down to be shanghai'd into having fun the next time the Team had a plan. There were also people who he needed to talk to talk to on general principle because they were his friends and what else were friends for?

In other words, Paco was bored and in the mood to socialize.

Denizens of Stacy, beware.

[[OOC: Pick a location! Paco will find your character and socialize!]]

[identity profile] watchwith3hands.livejournal.com 2010-09-18 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
It took Rei a moment to realize he was being talked to. He'd been so lost in thought that he hadn't really notice anyone else around. That, and he was still having some trouble adjusting to the idea of being a dog owner.

"Oh, um," he said when the words finally sunk in, "this is Fati. She... she's not doing anything wrong, is she? Oh god, tell me you didn't find her trying to eat your plant suit or anything this morning. She just slipped out of my room for half an hour or so when I was still sleeping, but she's such a little monster. Augh, really, I'm so sorry, she terrorizes everything, I'm not even sure how I could repay any damage and..."

He was rambling, but that was fairly normal. Fati flopped over next to his feet and rolled back and forth on the ground. It was cute, but he gave her a look like she was the spawn of Satan, a thing to be feared and kept on a very short, strong leash. She didn't seem to care, though.