|i_amsoaring (i_amsoaring) wrote in we_coexist,|
@ 2014-01-27 16:54:00
|Entry tags:||clara oswin oswald, hoban washburne, zz:status complete|
The Biggest Jigsaw Ever (Oswin)
Wash usually loved puzzles. The reason for this was because he was good at them. He was good at predicting the way things would work if you put them one way as opposed to the other. He was good at fitting things in. He was good at math; he was DAMN good at math!
But as he sat on the grass inspecting the big pieces all the way to the little pieces he found himself getting more and more frustrated with the wreckage of Shuttle 2. Burns were everywhere effecting the structure of the material, a material that was not really available at the local tool shops.
Most of what was annoying him at this moment was the aesthetic bits. This was because he had looked at the non-aesthetic quite important engine-y, propulsion-y, vital-y bits and had immediately given a long string of chinese and hobbled away to something he thought would be a little more easier to deal with.
He threw the piece he was inspecting across the lawn past Oswin's crouched form with an explosive, primal yell.
"Wo de ma he ta de fen kuang de wai sheng dou!"* he yelled. And then, as he laid fully in the grass with his hands over his head he muttered, "Zao gao..."**
(*Mother of God and all her crazy nephews)
(**What a mess)