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starlogs2017-01-16 10:07 am
ex_brainstorm70) wrote in starlogs2017-01-16 10:07 am
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OPEN.
WHO: Bodhi & various people!
WHERE: All around the place!
WHEN: Some pre- and post- event stuff.
WHAT: Open prompts: Bodhi and food, Bodhi admiring ships. Closed starters: Pre-mission jitters, post-mission reuniting.
WARNINGS: Threads with Jyn/Cassian/K2SO will almost definitely contain spoilers for Rogue One, otherwise I will ask you to opt into spoilers if the thread heads that way.
open prompt: the hangar (pre-event)
Bodhi adjusts his goggles as he peers up at the ship. The fact that the hangar bay he's standing in is vast enough to encompass so many is a wonder in and of itself, but right now his interest is in this ship in particular. It's nothing like the fighters he learned to pilot in the Academy, or the cargo ships he has been flying for half a dozen years or so.
"Sorry," he says reflexively, when he notices someone looking back. "Is she yours? She's beautiful."
open prompt: the market (during event)
It's a couple of days before he ships planetside for the research he volunteered for, and Bodhi is feeling Cassian's absence the most in the lack of his cooking right now (and the sleepy morning warmth, and his ability to coax something like a smile out of Jyn, and his easy encouragement to talk, and and and --)
The market is still a wonder to him. Bodhi had grown up poor, and Jedha didn't have much more to feed its inhabitant than spirituality and sand. As a cargo pilot he'd had more money to buy imported food, but long-haul flights out to distant moons meant he rarely ate fresh, and the Imperial cafeterias were... well, the less said about them the better. So having both the income and availability to have fresh fruit. Well. He reared up a little at his first tomato.
Right now he's bought something already made, though, a luxury of greenery and nuts, and he sits alone and eats it reverently, watching the people passing with bright, intelligent eyes, chin in his hand and elbow on the table, the top of his jumpsuit rolled down to his waist.
WHERE: All around the place!
WHEN: Some pre- and post- event stuff.
WHAT: Open prompts: Bodhi and food, Bodhi admiring ships. Closed starters: Pre-mission jitters, post-mission reuniting.
WARNINGS: Threads with Jyn/Cassian/K2SO will almost definitely contain spoilers for Rogue One, otherwise I will ask you to opt into spoilers if the thread heads that way.
open prompt: the hangar (pre-event)
Bodhi adjusts his goggles as he peers up at the ship. The fact that the hangar bay he's standing in is vast enough to encompass so many is a wonder in and of itself, but right now his interest is in this ship in particular. It's nothing like the fighters he learned to pilot in the Academy, or the cargo ships he has been flying for half a dozen years or so.
"Sorry," he says reflexively, when he notices someone looking back. "Is she yours? She's beautiful."
open prompt: the market (during event)
It's a couple of days before he ships planetside for the research he volunteered for, and Bodhi is feeling Cassian's absence the most in the lack of his cooking right now (and the sleepy morning warmth, and his ability to coax something like a smile out of Jyn, and his easy encouragement to talk, and and and --)
The market is still a wonder to him. Bodhi had grown up poor, and Jedha didn't have much more to feed its inhabitant than spirituality and sand. As a cargo pilot he'd had more money to buy imported food, but long-haul flights out to distant moons meant he rarely ate fresh, and the Imperial cafeterias were... well, the less said about them the better. So having both the income and availability to have fresh fruit. Well. He reared up a little at his first tomato.
Right now he's bought something already made, though, a luxury of greenery and nuts, and he sits alone and eats it reverently, watching the people passing with bright, intelligent eyes, chin in his hand and elbow on the table, the top of his jumpsuit rolled down to his waist.
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[ Bodhi nods. This is an unknown planet, but he's been to lots of unknown planets before. They're not fighting or even really exploring, just taking samples. ]
Probably having everyone spread out is going to get us more variation anyway.
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she doesn't apologize. it's on the tip of her tongue and struggles to break free. instead, ] Maybe we can head back early, catch up with them.