Room 206, Early Saturday Morning
Apr. 28th, 2007 04:07 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dark_slippy_thingValentine stretched, yawned, and rolled out of bed, taking a moment to be very pleased indeed that he currently had a bed, and then went straight to work, grabbing an orange ball from the floor and throwing it into the air, trying to catch it again.
He was young and inde-in-independent! He had to work to feed himself, like everyone else, because he wasn't allowed to go back home.
So he was going to learn to juggle, because nobody else really knew how to juggle really well. He'd be really good at it, and then people would give him money and he could be a very important man because of his juggling!
Except... he was pretty terrible at it, he decided as he looked up at the light fixture that his ball had landed in.
About thirty minutes later, staring down at the heap of chairs and books that had fallen all over the floor, he was less worried about the ball that he had successfully retrieved, and decidedly more worried about how in the world he was going to get down from his new perch within the light fixture.
"Haaaaaaaalp!"
(OOC: I'll be up a while longer if anyone wants to come to wee Valentine's rescue. The door isn't open, but it's not locked either!I'm blaming Hammie for the light fixture.)
He was young and inde-in-independent! He had to work to feed himself, like everyone else, because he wasn't allowed to go back home.
So he was going to learn to juggle, because nobody else really knew how to juggle really well. He'd be really good at it, and then people would give him money and he could be a very important man because of his juggling!
Except... he was pretty terrible at it, he decided as he looked up at the light fixture that his ball had landed in.
About thirty minutes later, staring down at the heap of chairs and books that had fallen all over the floor, he was less worried about the ball that he had successfully retrieved, and decidedly more worried about how in the world he was going to get down from his new perch within the light fixture.
"Haaaaaaaalp!"
(OOC: I'll be up a while longer if anyone wants to come to wee Valentine's rescue. The door isn't open, but it's not locked either!
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Date: 2007-04-30 06:07 am (UTC)"Again?" Little girls, he decided, were all officially insane. If only because this was his first run-in with one in his entire life. "If I do it again, the light fix-churr will fall out!"
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Date: 2007-04-30 08:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-30 01:21 pm (UTC)He was getting applause. This was a good thing.
He pondered a moment more.
...
And then he got to work, setting up the chairs and dead books so that he could climb back up into the light fixture.
Whatever one's audience wanted, right?