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suitably_heroicTrawling through the preserve with Karina last night hadn't coughed up much, besides the extent of the problem. Which was big, and off-putting, and Atton swore if large green cracks started forming in the ground he was going to throw a fit. Afterwards, he'd gone to sleep for a couple of hours, then come back out here. When that proved fruitless, he'd stopped by Pizza Planet to pick up a breakfast pizza, and now he was heading schoolwards to hit up his office.
Now he had half a pizza in a box and a clear line of sight of the dorms. And an idea. Sparkle hadn't been eating, right? He wasn't gonna go into the dorms to check on anyone, obviously. But he had left-over pizza, and he was pretty sure he still remembered where Sparkle lived. Unless he'd moved. Had he moved?
In his defense, he hadn't slept much last night. Or the night before that, for that matter. Or the night before that. (And maybe he was worried.)
This was how he wound up standing underneath Sparkle's window, trying to remember how the kark the opening mechanism of the windows worked. Did you turn something? Pull up something? Pull. It was a pulling thing. He remembered that very clearly now.
He took a slice of pizza. Reached out into the force. Pull. Pull and throw. It had to be doable.
He held up the pizza slice, judging for angle and weight. He reached out, deep into the Force. Ignoring the sheer wrong pouring off the person in that room, he found what he was looking for - he thought - and pulled. He pulled back his arm and threw the pizza up into the air with all his might, then shoved that with his mind.
It was well-aimed, too. He watched it sail all the way up into Sparkle's window.
Sparkle's closed window.
"Aw, poodoo." Apparently it had been a turning thing after all? Maybe? "Are you kidding me?"
The pizza slice, bacon and egg and all, went sliding very slowly down the windowpane, leaving a streak of grease, yolk and cheese behind.
"How do Jedi even know how to Jedi anyway?!"
Okay, so in retrospect, maybe ordering some pizza for Karina and asking her to take it to Sparks would have been the sane idea. He was just going to get right out of here before anyone noticed he'd just done that. And then do that. The buying pizza thing, not the hurling it at a window thing. Yep. Like a normal person.
As he scarpered very, very quickly, the pizza slice finally detached from the window up above and hit the ground.
Splot.
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Now he had half a pizza in a box and a clear line of sight of the dorms. And an idea. Sparkle hadn't been eating, right? He wasn't gonna go into the dorms to check on anyone, obviously. But he had left-over pizza, and he was pretty sure he still remembered where Sparkle lived. Unless he'd moved. Had he moved?
In his defense, he hadn't slept much last night. Or the night before that, for that matter. Or the night before that. (And maybe he was worried.)
This was how he wound up standing underneath Sparkle's window, trying to remember how the kark the opening mechanism of the windows worked. Did you turn something? Pull up something? Pull. It was a pulling thing. He remembered that very clearly now.
He took a slice of pizza. Reached out into the force. Pull. Pull and throw. It had to be doable.
He held up the pizza slice, judging for angle and weight. He reached out, deep into the Force. Ignoring the sheer wrong pouring off the person in that room, he found what he was looking for - he thought - and pulled. He pulled back his arm and threw the pizza up into the air with all his might, then shoved that with his mind.
It was well-aimed, too. He watched it sail all the way up into Sparkle's window.
Sparkle's closed window.
"Aw, poodoo." Apparently it had been a turning thing after all? Maybe? "Are you kidding me?"
The pizza slice, bacon and egg and all, went sliding very slowly down the windowpane, leaving a streak of grease, yolk and cheese behind.
"How do Jedi even know how to Jedi anyway?!"
Okay, so in retrospect, maybe ordering some pizza for Karina and asking her to take it to Sparks would have been the sane idea. He was just going to get right out of here before anyone noticed he'd just done that. And then do that. The buying pizza thing, not the hurling it at a window thing. Yep. Like a normal person.
As he scarpered very, very quickly, the pizza slice finally detached from the window up above and hit the ground.
Splot.
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Date: 2015-03-24 11:21 am (UTC)A beat.
"Hey, Melanie? I think a bird just hit my window." There was silence while Melanie asked what kind of bird, and if it was alright, and Sparkle tiredly craned his head to look. "A... a triangular breakfast bird. I dunno, we're on the second floor."
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"Yeah, poor thing. Yeah, I hope it's okay too. So like I was saying..."