A great book begins with an idea; a great life, with a determination.

[writtendestiny]

Who: Poison & YOU.
What: Open and closed top levels, etc. Hit me up at hardtostarboard or by PM to plot!
When: All through August.
Where: All around - specified in prompts.
Warnings: None yet, will be noted in subjects if they appear.

Comments

open; labs

[writtendestiny]

Mhm, now say 'ah'.

[Poison isn't talking to a person, but rather to a small robot that she has sitting up on a bench in the labs. Her pet project for the past several months, it's the size of a small child and made entirely from spare and salvaged parts.

When she speaks, it opens its mouth obediently to allow her to make an adjustment to something inside... then leaves it hanging open at a strange angle as she turns away for several moments. She turns back and flinches, then pulls a face.]

You can close it now. Ugh... that's another subroutine you need...

[treadswater]

[ Annie is not a stranger to the labs. Not these ones. Not even if she mostly deals with the fisheries, and with Cho gone, she's the most tech-orientated of her and Finnick. Sometimes, things need repairs. Or maintenance.

Which is why she's here. And why she's caught Poison hovering over the... robot?

She thinks it is a robot. ]

Um.

Is. Is that for fun?

[ It's a sincere question. Everyone has hobbies. Right? ]

[writtendestiny]

Fun?

[She looks up like she doesn't understand the question, her hands hovering over the robot as she looks at the other young woman. Someone who isn't a stranger to her, but not someone she's gone out of her way to speak to before.]

It's something to do. It's interesting.

[Poison shrugs.]

But I don't know if I'd call it 'fun'.