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Shotaro Hidari, Private Detective ([personal profile] tanteiotaku) wrote2015-09-18 02:01 am

Ten-forward PL

Shotaro had been minding his own business on the couch in his quarters. He had a book in his hand, reading of the adventures of Dixon Hill. He'd specifically asked the replicator to recreate the original print edition for him, instead of just finding it in the ship's database. It feels more real this way. And those PADDs get heavy after a while.

Well, reading was what he had been intending to do, but he had actually fallen asleep. He'd been using his hat to block the room light from his line of vision, but when his head slumped from dozing off, it slipped down over his face. It wasn't any kind of commentary on the book, but rather he was probably still sleeping off the effects of getting the wind beaten out of you by an angry guy with a wrinkled forehead.
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[personal profile] decideformyself 2015-09-21 07:27 pm (UTC)(link)
He let out a pleased sound, practically melting against Shotaro's chest. The sound of the thud on the floor jolted him back into reality, though. He got to his feet and tugged on Shotaro's hand.

"We should move to the bedroom," he said. But first he kicked off his boots and pulled off one of his socks. As they passed by the replicator, he said, "Computer, I need a roll of duct tape."
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[personal profile] decideformyself 2015-09-21 07:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Duct tape in hand, Philip pulled off a piece and proudly stuck his sock to Shotaro's bedroom door.
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[personal profile] decideformyself 2015-09-21 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Philip laughed. He took Shotaro's hand again and tugged him through the door. Amy Pond couldn't complain about having no warning.