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underwhelms) wrote2017-07-02 12:05 pm
underwhelms) wrote2017-07-02 12:05 pm( bootycall )
✨👑KING JJ👑✨
✨👑KING JJ👑✨
✨👑KING JJ👑✨
✨👑KING JJ👑✨
underwhelms) wrote2017-07-02 12:05 pm
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He'll..sit patiently, wait for him to clear that. He's just about to stand up -- retrieve some water when he just....
proceeds like everything's fine. Whenever he resurfaces, Keith is totally not smiling anymore. No offense sweaty...]
So you were in the Olympics?
[Is that an ignorant thing to ask? He did say one of the best in the world, when you're the best at a sport you usually get drafted into the Olympics. It goes something like that.]
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Yes! Just last year, I didn't medal though. [ He shrugs, not particularly heartbroken about it. ] But next Olympics...!
[ Just thinking about it is getting him fired up, so much so that he forgets that there are no Olympics anymore. Or competitive figure skating in general.
But that's fine, he can found the competitions on his own. ]
I want to get another one soon. [ He lifts up one leg to point at his calf, though he isn't able to hold the position for long. ]
That one won't have to do with skating. It's going to be about surviving here.
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It's nice anyway, hearing things that relate to Earth. It's been an extra long time since he's seen it or gotten to just...chill out and reminisce about it. Not that he'd ever harbored a burning desire to watch the Olympics, but it's still nice.
Maybe if he ever gets back there, he'll have to start.
He looks to the indicated spot -- plz don't hold that pose JJ you're dyin' -- and tilts his head.]
What's it gonna look like?
[A portrait of Keith.]
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I don't know.
[ He sinks back into the couch, slumping slightly. Despite the fatigue, he seems upbeat still, obviously excited by the topic. ]
I asked a friend to design it. I'll see what he comes up with, and maybe change it a little if I want. [ He looks over at Keith thoughtfully, eyes narrowed. ] Do you have any?
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I guess it's still early...
[Depending on how long they're stranded; he's yet to find a surefire way of getting the heck offa this planet, so.][He hasn't thought about one either....somehow, JJ's enthusiasm doesn't transfer into burning desire either.]
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[ It's never too early to think about tattoos! Unless you're... an infant... ]
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[He's mistaking that confusion for deep insight. It's too early, they've only just started out here...but they've been here long enough.
Woowao he was getting complacent there for a second, good wakeup call.]
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Huh? [ That's not an answer to his question... But okay. ] I'm cold, so I'm going to get some pyjamas.
[ He catches sight of the bowl of soup that Keith had brought him as he pushes himself up, realizing that he needs to eat that before it gets cold as well. Smiling, he pats Keith's head as he walks past. ]
And then I can tell you the story about how I almost died at the beach!
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-- Alright.
[WHAT EVEN MADE HIM THINK OF THAT? Why did he sound so pleased-?! Maybe he has a tattoo about it? He'll spare a moment to card his hands through his hair, frowning all the while.
He'll...hear all about it in a second. In the meantime, he'll just sit tight, stare around JJ's livingroom for ancient artifacts, mothman prophecies...etc.]