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

[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!]