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thisavrou_log2015-10-27 11:20 pm
peridork) wrote in thisavrou_log2015-10-27 11:20 pm
[CLOSED]
Who: Ratchet and Peridot
What: CRIME. Trespassing. Property damage. Peridot and Ratchet are breaking into one of the infinite number of locked rooms on the ship.
Where: Starting at the Mero deck, ending with SPACE JAIL, with some troublemaking happening in a random room near the library in-between.
When: Ass o’clock in the morning on October 27th or. Y'know. whatever equivalent space date that is.
Warnings: None!
It’s the dead of night when she slips out of her room and comes to call. Fortunately, Peridot’s roommates are likely familiar with her habit of coming and going at weird hours of the night, by now; that’s the curse of sharing a cabin with an inorganic entity that doesn’t require sleep.
Sneaking in to her chosen partner-in-crime’s cabin, on the other hand…
Lucky that he resides on the same deck that she does. Surely, he will be so pleased to be invited to take part in this expedition of hers. With absolutely no prior warning. At 3AM.
She creeps into the cabin and up to his bed with surprising stealth, taking care not to wake his roommate (which, side note, she almost bungles horribly when she goes to the wrong bed at first, and almost attempts to rouse poor Tali by mistake. Noticed the lack of orange fur in the nick of time). One disembodied finger floats out to jab the sleeping Lombax hard on the cheek
“Ratchet… Ratchet," Peridot hisses at barely a whisper. Wake up, furball.
What: CRIME. Trespassing. Property damage. Peridot and Ratchet are breaking into one of the infinite number of locked rooms on the ship.
Where: Starting at the Mero deck, ending with SPACE JAIL, with some troublemaking happening in a random room near the library in-between.
When: Ass o’clock in the morning on October 27th or. Y'know. whatever equivalent space date that is.
Warnings: None!
It’s the dead of night when she slips out of her room and comes to call. Fortunately, Peridot’s roommates are likely familiar with her habit of coming and going at weird hours of the night, by now; that’s the curse of sharing a cabin with an inorganic entity that doesn’t require sleep.
Sneaking in to her chosen partner-in-crime’s cabin, on the other hand…
Lucky that he resides on the same deck that she does. Surely, he will be so pleased to be invited to take part in this expedition of hers. With absolutely no prior warning. At 3AM.
She creeps into the cabin and up to his bed with surprising stealth, taking care not to wake his roommate (which, side note, she almost bungles horribly when she goes to the wrong bed at first, and almost attempts to rouse poor Tali by mistake. Noticed the lack of orange fur in the nick of time). One disembodied finger floats out to jab the sleeping Lombax hard on the cheek
“Ratchet… Ratchet," Peridot hisses at barely a whisper. Wake up, furball.
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A silence stretches.
She whips her head towards Ratchet: "RUN!"
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Ignoring Peridot's panic completely, he picks up a piece of the glass, staring at it for a long time in silence. He looks around the room again, at the shattered statues, dropping the piece back to the floor.
"Uh yeah, we should definitely go."
And pretend this never happened. Never speak of it again.
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That's Peridot. She's already halfway to the door, eager to get clear of the scene of the crime. Sorry Ratcho, buddy, it's every alien for his/herself.
BOY IT SURE WOULD SUCK IF THERE WAS SOME KIND OF SILENT ALARM ON THAT DOOR THAT HAD ALREADY ALERTED THE CAPTAINS TO THE BREAK IN.