02 | There are beautiful things seen by the astronauts

[heavenscorpse]

Characters: V/V and you!
Setting: Anywhere not immediately dangerous.
Format: Action starting, but will match.
Summary: V/V can't communicate with anyone, pretty much, so there's only two things she can do: play her guitar and give hugs.
Warnings: None

[V/V does not speak common languages. In fact, she thinks her language isn't known by anyone else in this tower, or very nearly anyone. But she does know how to make people happy!

Those in the tower may see the angel walking around carrying her guitar in a case slug over her shoulder. She holds a sign that looks like this:



Upon spotting someone, she may wave enthusiastically at them. Do you want a hug?]

Comments

[chronomancer]

[Oh god, he has to draw? No one said anything about drawing, he's kind of terrible about it. He takes a moment, thinking, before he gets an idea and it's so obvious he takes a moment to roll his eyes at himself.

Then he draws a crude TV, showing it to her with a bit of a hopeful look.]

[heavenscorpse]

[...A microwave? V/V draws a picture of a hamburger next to Eridan's TV and looks at him questioningly.]

[chronomancer]

[Eridan stares at that, a little, before shaking his head and drawing a stick figure inside the tv.]

[heavenscorpse]

[Oh, a TV! V/V nods eagerly, and pulls on his hand to lead him in the direction of the media room floor. Time to watch TV and not understand any of it!]

[chronomancer]

[He'll be nice and pick something he doesn't understand, so maybe once they can speak to each other again they can compare notes and watch it again. All of Eridan's CR revolves around movies, I'm sorry. He brightens at her eagerness, letting her hold his hand as they go.]

[heavenscorpse]

[Holding hands is fun~ And it makes sure that they won't get lost on the way there.

Once they reach the media room, V/V rifles through the stack of DVDs before pulling out something that looks like a silly comedy movie.

Physical humor always funny, right?]

[chronomancer]

[Eridan nods in approval, motioning for the stack of blankets he's gathered while she picks a movie.

Is that okay? He hopes it's okay.]

[heavenscorpse]

[Eridan are you asking to be in a pile with her already?

V/V grins and puts the movie in before settling down into the blankets. It's cozy and warm.]

[chronomancer]

[He's not asking her to like on the pile, but under it, there's a difference, and it makes this strictly platonic. Why is everyone suddenly trying to get into his pale quadrant, sob.

Eridan relaxes a little as the movie starts playing, mostly because the language of cinema is universal and you always know when to snicker under your breath if the acting's any good. Or even when it isn't, too.]

[heavenscorpse]

[All the single palemates, all the single palemates.

V/V is giggling at the right parts and snuggling more into the blankets as the movie goes on. This is really nice~ She'll thank him for it when she can talk.]

[chronomancer]

[This is an absolute smashing success, then. Welcome to the world of not doing anything but watching movies all the time, V/V.]

[heavenscorpse]

[You've made a couch potato out of her.]

[chronomancer]

[Mwhahaha, exactly as planned. Eridan will convert the entire Tower into couch potatoes and then be crowned king, because he is simply the best there is, at couch potato-ing.]

[heavenscorpse]

[:O How evil! How abhorrent!]