powersthatare: (Don Orlea; zero)

[personal profile] powersthatare 2017-10-03 07:48 am (UTC)(link)
"You are tired?" a solicitous voice croaks. A slender, bandaged figure, no flesh whatsoever revealed beneath his bandages, leans over the hammock, examining him with grave, dark eyes and an expression approximating concern.
royalpassport: FTL (oh this is awkward)

[personal profile] royalpassport 2017-10-05 12:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh gods, warn a guy before looming over him with your bandaged mummy face! Jefferson's eyes widen for a moment, but he thankfully manages not to make a total fool of himself as he recovers from the slight surprise.

"No..." he admits, imbuing that one word with caution and uncertainty. He moves to sit up, peering at the bandaged man. "It just seemed like the thing to do when there's a hammock and a sunny day."
powersthatare: (Don Orlea; zero)

[personal profile] powersthatare 2017-10-10 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
"It is a thing to do," the figure admits. "Not the only thing, but a common one. To sit, and ponder questions before braving the heat of the day..." his voice sounds wistful.
royalpassport: FTL (peering)

[personal profile] royalpassport 2017-10-11 10:12 pm (UTC)(link)
The wistfulness catches Jefferson's attention. He raises his brows, his expression inquisitive. "Something you don't get to do these days?" Oh, and, he has to ask: "Who are you?"