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Melkor ([personal profile] morgoth) wrote in [community profile] ataraxionlogs2014-01-20 07:07 pm
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We used to play outside when we were young


CHARACTERS: Melkor/Morgoth, Tom Mcnair
LOCATION: Trek about the ship
WARNINGS: TBA?
SUMMARY: Melkor and Tom bro it up on the way to Sciences
NOTES: Closed except by request! Feel free to msg if you wanna hop in!


Melkor is waiting, when Tom arrives, looking neatly clean, his hair damp and slicked back from his face; showered, perhaps, or freshly swum. Either way, he seems livened, brightened, the same smiling, buoyant personality who had been so eager to invite him to coffee.

A wolf, fresh from a successful hunt.

He makes a low sound of greeting, the air huffing out of his nostrils like a beast's snort of acknowledgement, and moves to throw his arm around the young wolf's broad shoulders. "You asked about the temperature; has it been much of a bother of you? And are you eating well enough? You look thin." 
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[personal profile] loyalpup 2014-01-21 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
"I eat fine." He actually wondered if he was becoming a bit lazy being on the ship. Still, he answered Melkor with a grin as the giant of a man put his arm around his shoulder. It felt nice to have a friend like this; someone who almost reminded him of the way his Dad could be when it was just them and they were both in a good mood.

The hall is empty and much cooler than the gardens, leaving Tom glad he was wearing a shirt under his jumpsuit. He had never gone this far despite the SCI that shared space with the number on his arm. It was as boring as every other corridor and the only people who passed by where those that Tom had never spoken to. In short he felt a bit out of place.

"I didn't know you was a scientist. You gonna work here?"
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