can_be_more: (no john don't go!aeryn)
Aeryn Sun ([personal profile] can_be_more) wrote2006-10-01 04:44 pm

Room 238, Sunday evening

Aeryn spent her afternoon training Peter, and when she gets back to the room, she's ready to go looking for something to eat.

She finds the package of Goldfish crackers, and remembering her conversation with Dawn, brings them over to the shark tank. She doesn't do anything, just moves it in front of the tank, wondering if Bruno would go for it. She's slightly disappointed when he doesn't seem to care.


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[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-10-02 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
"I've already named different parts of your body," he says smugly.

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-10-02 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
He laughs and takes some more crackers.

"Wanna ride your bike around the room again?"

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-10-02 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
"All right." And that's when he remembers something else he brought with him. He heads over to his closet and digs out an old pair of roller blades. "Try these."

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-10-02 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Roller blades," he says. "Shoes on wheels. Try them. They're fun."

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-10-02 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Because, if you fall, it won't hurt as bad," he says. "And these are tougher than the bike."

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-10-02 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
He just smiles. "Put them on and try."

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-10-02 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
John holds his laughter and stands back. "When you're ready, you just get up and you use one foot to push off. Then's it a matter of gliding."

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-10-02 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
He moves quickly and clears some furniture out of the way.

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-10-02 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
John follows her and tries not to laugh again.

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-10-02 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
"I didn't say anything," he says and stays on the carpet so he doesn't get under her feet.

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-10-02 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
"I know," he says. "But you'll get used to it. Try letting go."