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SALLY MALIK
SALLY MALIK
TEXT + VOICE + VIDEO
(or even actionspam, i'm not picky)
TEXT + VOICE + VIDEO
(or even actionspam, i'm not picky)
[what kind of person would stiles be if he made sally a gift and only taunted her with the image of it over the network, really. you should have expected this, sally.
when you eventually wake up and leave your room you just might notice the gold paper star taped to your door that reads:]
[you two are best friends now, sally. best. frieeeennddss]
when you eventually wake up and leave your room you just might notice the gold paper star taped to your door that reads:]
[you two are best friends now, sally. best. frieeeennddss]
[ she answers it, half assuming it's josh handing over custody of a certain bloodsucking feline, but as luck happens to have it, it's a clothes delivery instead. she offers a grin. ] Wow, you seriously brought me a shirt. [ somehow she had it in her head that they were just joking. meanwhile she's stepping back so he can come in before she remembers she can close the door via voice command and goes to sink down on her bed instead.
the room looks... super plain. it'll be sally-ified eventually, but right now she's still coming to terms with being stuck here long-term. glancing to the chair to confirm for sure that she's even got one in here, she says: ] Hey, sit down. I've got... snacks? I think? [ sally pulls her legs up crosslegged and leans forward to grab a bag of something on the floor, tossing it over to him. ] I actually have no idea what it is, you totally can't even read the label. [ which means she's gonna make stiles try it first and see if it's nasty. ]
the room looks... super plain. it'll be sally-ified eventually, but right now she's still coming to terms with being stuck here long-term. glancing to the chair to confirm for sure that she's even got one in here, she says: ] Hey, sit down. I've got... snacks? I think? [ sally pulls her legs up crosslegged and leans forward to grab a bag of something on the floor, tossing it over to him. ] I actually have no idea what it is, you totally can't even read the label. [ which means she's gonna make stiles try it first and see if it's nasty. ]
action; notice how i totally avoided having to talk about what was in the bag tho
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de_void
- 2014-05-14 01:41 (UTC) - Expandaction; now watch the bag had curly fries in it and stiles will basically hate me forever
de_void
- 2014-05-14 02:25 (UTC) - Expand[There's a cat sitting outside Sally's door. If cats could look angry, this one does.]
[ she opens the door, spots him, and covers her mouth to suppress a huge amused grin. from behind her hand: ] So this is totally not going to help but you are seriously adorable right now.
[ but that's not what he's here for, she knows. she removes her hand from her face, waving it dismissively. ] Okay, okay, I'm done, totally serious now. [ she leans out the door a little with a hand on the frame, looking first left and then right down the hallway. nobody's there, but...
she dips down to scoop up cat!aidan anyway, as much as he's probably going to object. she's just plain not going to stand there talking to a cat in the hallway.
he's deposited on the end of her bed, and she slides onto the bed a little farther up. that's where cats go, right? on the bed? ] Is this like, a permanent thing? [ that sounds like genuine concern, as opposed to... y'know, being excited to have a new pet or something. ]
[ but that's not what he's here for, she knows. she removes her hand from her face, waving it dismissively. ] Okay, okay, I'm done, totally serious now. [ she leans out the door a little with a hand on the frame, looking first left and then right down the hallway. nobody's there, but...
she dips down to scoop up cat!aidan anyway, as much as he's probably going to object. she's just plain not going to stand there talking to a cat in the hallway.
he's deposited on the end of her bed, and she slides onto the bed a little farther up. that's where cats go, right? on the bed? ] Is this like, a permanent thing? [ that sounds like genuine concern, as opposed to... y'know, being excited to have a new pet or something. ]
[ Sally's a wolf. There are roughly five thousand questions related to that, chief among them being whether or not it's the reason she was acting strange at the jump — not actually new, and not really surprising considering the whole waking up on a spaceship situation. The thing is, it was bizarrely familiar.
People here remember him. Except it's not quite him that they remember, and that had lent a certain awkwardness to most of his conversations since showing up on the ship. There'd been echoes of that in the way Sally looked at him and Aidan, how she spoke. The impending shift had saved her from an interrogation on the spot, but now it's the day after. Game on. ]
What the hell, Sally?
[ See also: why are you a wolf, why are you acting weird, is this a bizarro universe thing, why aren't we telling Aidan. Hope your mind-reading is up to par. ]
People here remember him. Except it's not quite him that they remember, and that had lent a certain awkwardness to most of his conversations since showing up on the ship. There'd been echoes of that in the way Sally looked at him and Aidan, how she spoke. The impending shift had saved her from an interrogation on the spot, but now it's the day after. Game on. ]
What the hell, Sally?
[ See also: why are you a wolf, why are you acting weird, is this a bizarro universe thing, why aren't we telling Aidan. Hope your mind-reading is up to par. ]
[In space, without a calendar, you have to learn to keep track of your own time, and here is Sirius' way: today is one DBJ, two SW since LRIwFWG....
It's like one day before the jump (DBJ, Day Before the Jump), and it's been about two space-weeks (SW) since he traded a really good snog for a pair of jeans, with a fit girl who in fact turned out to be a fit girl werewolf (LRIwFWG, Laundry Room Incident with Fit Werewolf Girl). Which, by the way, the werewolf-thing, that wasn't a deal-breaker, but she turned out to be understandably skittish. But in those two space weeks, Sirius has, occasionally, thought about the fit girl werewolf who snogs for jeans, and has idly been looking through various laundry rooms for a few more pairs of goodwill jeans.
And then it took about one SW-and-a-half to work out who fit werewolf girl actually was. Sirius' SEC-trained detective skills and natural cleverness are both bolstered by the fact that he can turn into a dog and smell things, and then it was process of elimination, plus seeing her around on the network. Someone else might have worked it out faster, but Sirius is but a young wizard from 1977.
And anyway, it doesn't matter: he's worked it all out, he knows what he's doing. So, today, one day before the jump, he puts a stack of four pairs of jeans outside the fit werewolf girl's door. Every girl is different. Some girls get flowers, some girls get chocolates, some girls get jewelry, and some girls get trousers.
And so, okay, gift delivered, Sirius goes to leave, his hands shoved in his pocket, whistling a Christmas carol. The jeans will speak for themselves. They don't need a note.]
It's like one day before the jump (DBJ, Day Before the Jump), and it's been about two space-weeks (SW) since he traded a really good snog for a pair of jeans, with a fit girl who in fact turned out to be a fit girl werewolf (LRIwFWG, Laundry Room Incident with Fit Werewolf Girl). Which, by the way, the werewolf-thing, that wasn't a deal-breaker, but she turned out to be understandably skittish. But in those two space weeks, Sirius has, occasionally, thought about the fit girl werewolf who snogs for jeans, and has idly been looking through various laundry rooms for a few more pairs of goodwill jeans.
And then it took about one SW-and-a-half to work out who fit werewolf girl actually was. Sirius' SEC-trained detective skills and natural cleverness are both bolstered by the fact that he can turn into a dog and smell things, and then it was process of elimination, plus seeing her around on the network. Someone else might have worked it out faster, but Sirius is but a young wizard from 1977.
And anyway, it doesn't matter: he's worked it all out, he knows what he's doing. So, today, one day before the jump, he puts a stack of four pairs of jeans outside the fit werewolf girl's door. Every girl is different. Some girls get flowers, some girls get chocolates, some girls get jewelry, and some girls get trousers.
And so, okay, gift delivered, Sirius goes to leave, his hands shoved in his pocket, whistling a Christmas carol. The jeans will speak for themselves. They don't need a note.]
Edited (crawls into your inbox to nitpick this comment oops) 2014-06-06 17:39 (UTC)
extrapolates ship deets based on squinting at locations page
unmakes
- 2014-07-09 10:03 (UTC) - Expandtext, literally while sally is texting josh because this cast is terrible;
civilwarring
2014-07-11 11:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Congrats Sally, you get this message too:]
Sleeping beauty's up.
(That would be me. I'm awake. Hi)
Sleeping beauty's up.
(That would be me. I'm awake. Hi)
Edited 2014-07-11 11:01 (UTC)
wow RUDE he was in medical thank you very much also it takes time to get his hair perfect ok
civilwarring
- 2014-07-11 18:55 (UTC) - Expand[despite the significant decrease in the amount of floors between stiles and sally, the fact that he's been drinking tonight means it takes a little bit longer than five minutes for him to get to her room.
he's mostly steady on his feet by the time he's knocking on her door though. ]
he's mostly steady on his feet by the time he's knocking on her door though. ]
[ she answers the door, offering a bright grin at the sight of him, though it launches immediately into: ] For the record, if you ever censor me again I am seriously going to kick your ass. [ but despite how serious she attempts to sound, it really just doesn't happen.
so she heads back over and flops down on her bed, lifting her phone up above her in both hands and texting quietly for a second. sorry stiles, you're beyond any sort of welcome - you're just one of the pals now, which means she isn't obligated to trip over herself entertaining you. ]
For the record, Josh is totally on me about that full moon thing.
so she heads back over and flops down on her bed, lifting her phone up above her in both hands and texting quietly for a second. sorry stiles, you're beyond any sort of welcome - you're just one of the pals now, which means she isn't obligated to trip over herself entertaining you. ]
For the record, Josh is totally on me about that full moon thing.
[as promised, here is the big fight!! han had to wait to get enough people in, but the more they got self righteous the more that he wanted to just pad the pool.
they're off! there's dirt covering a circle of an undisclosed location with two roombas ready to fight to the death. saw head moves in a circle, trying to find shoots first before a saw on its head gets activated. shoots first follows suit, trying to use its targeting systems (it doesn't have targeting systems) before shooting goo at it.
they circle around each other for a bit before you can see a boot appear to knock shoots first back in the ring just in time to shoot a laser right at the boot and you hear a - ]
SHOOT THE ROOMBA NOT MY FOOT ARGH
[thankfully it jumped out of the way. saw head turns around, sawing shoots first's right side off.
well, there you have it. SAW HEAD WINS. soon after, you're going to receive a text:]
YOU WON. THERE WILL BE A ROOMBA COMING TO YOUR DOOR AT 0000. DO NOT MAKE A SCENE. PICK UP YOUR WINNINGS.
they're off! there's dirt covering a circle of an undisclosed location with two roombas ready to fight to the death. saw head moves in a circle, trying to find shoots first before a saw on its head gets activated. shoots first follows suit, trying to use its targeting systems (it doesn't have targeting systems) before shooting goo at it.
they circle around each other for a bit before you can see a boot appear to knock shoots first back in the ring just in time to shoot a laser right at the boot and you hear a - ]
SHOOT THE ROOMBA NOT MY FOOT ARGH
[thankfully it jumped out of the way. saw head turns around, sawing shoots first's right side off.
well, there you have it. SAW HEAD WINS. soon after, you're going to receive a text:]
YOU WON. THERE WILL BE A ROOMBA COMING TO YOUR DOOR AT 0000. DO NOT MAKE A SCENE. PICK UP YOUR WINNINGS.
[Today, John pushes a folded letter under Sally's door before quickly walking away. Here is the letter. He'll be in his room the rest of the day.]
[ give it a few hours, three or four at most, then there's a quiet knock at his door. if he opens it, he'll find sally with a small basket in hand (a basket which will probably change back into a desk drawer in a few hours, but when you have a wizard and an unused desk, you improvise). she doesn't look so hot, with the deeper circles under her eyes and the slightest unsteady sway to her stance, not to mention having opted for comfortable clothes at cost of any kind of aesthetic appeal... but it doesn't seem to have stretched far enough to drag her mood down with it. she doesn't look thrilled, but a quiet sort of hopeful.
if he meets her gaze, she'll tilt her head just slightly. no words, but it's something. ]
if he meets her gaze, she'll tilt her head just slightly. no words, but it's something. ]
Edited 2014-08-21 07:26 (UTC)
He bashed your head open?!
[No hello or anything, just total and complete rage. Sorry, Sally]
[No hello or anything, just total and complete rage. Sorry, Sally]
[ there's a long pause in which she weighs the pros and cons of just not... answering... what can i say, she feels way too much like shit to do this right now.
when she answers, it's a little impatient in a totally exhausted way. ]
Where did this even come from?
when she answers, it's a little impatient in a totally exhausted way. ]
Where did this even come from?
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