[ Ed moves back into the rover, signalling at Zuko to follow suit. He'll lead the other boy to his own space in it, a messy thing with some clothes, paper and writing material lying on his bed. He has pie, too. But he's not sharing his pie. ]
How, exactly, are you going to do this? Have you ever danced before?
[ Zuko, however, is already in the mindset to get this shit going. Maybe if he did it enough, he'd get instructions to stop sooner. With a grim expression, he starts drawing question marks in the air with his hands as he walks into the other's room. ]
What kind of question is that? Of course I've danced before. Who hasn't?
[ Not that he does it well, but that wasn't part of the mission requirement ]
-- I meant interpretive dance. [ Maybe he should have been more specific. But he thought it was obvious, because that would be the silliest question on Earth, otherwise!!
Ed himself has never ... done interpretive dance (and it honestly sounds like a ridiculous thing) so he doesn't expect Zuko to have any experience with that. ]
[ To which Zuko's response is to tilt his head and squint his eyes in confusion, giving him an exaggerated shrug. That was his interpretation of "what are you doing?" ]
[ Ed stares at the swaying with incredulity, wondering how anything he had said could be interpreted that way, then decides against commenting. ]
Fine. Whatever. You do your thing, I'll do mine. [ Ed starts to move, intending to start to daily routine. Then, he stops, as if realising something. ]
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Okay. I'm ready whenever you are, I guess.
FROM: zuko@cdc.org
BUT YOU BETTER NOT LAUGH. OR TELL ANYONE.
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I can't promise any of that.
FROM: elric.edward@cdc.org
I'm in Rover 001 if you want to meet up.
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I'm going to kill you after this is all done.
FROM: zuko@cdc.org
Be there in a few minutes.
action!
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So -- Dancing? [ Ed is convinced the CDC does half of this shit for giggles. But he's not the butt of the joke this time, so he's allowed to laugh. ]
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So done with your shit already, buddy. ]
Let's just get this over with.
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How, exactly, are you going to do this? Have you ever danced before?
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What kind of question is that? Of course I've danced before. Who hasn't?
[ Not that he does it well, but that wasn't part of the mission requirement ]
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Ed himself has never ... done interpretive dance (and it honestly sounds like a ridiculous thing) so he doesn't expect Zuko to have any experience with that. ]
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No.
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What are you doing ...?
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I don't know, just go with it!
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And now you just look like there's something wrong with your nervous system. Is this how people 'dance' where you come from?
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... Shit, he doesn't know what to do for that, either. Uhhh he'll just sway from side to side. ]
Shut up and just play along! It's not like I was given directions on what to do.
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Fine. Whatever. You do your thing, I'll do mine. [ Ed starts to move, intending to start to daily routine. Then, he stops, as if realising something. ]
Are you really gonna follow me all day?