La La Dee Da Who: Leon P'rranka, OPEN Earth Date: April 6, 2382 Where: Passenger halls What: Leon is being himself Rating: PG (TBC if needed) Status: In Progress
When there was nothing to do, or so little to do that his work was finished early, Leon liked to play. He tried not to be a child when it came to being in public, but sometimes he just couldn't help himself. Walking through the halls, he found himself chasing after a moth he assumed some bug-ologist (as he called them) lost. Oh, it was a tricky devil, too. Always evading the big man. He reached and jumped and pounced but never caught the blasted moth, it just out of his grasp. Finally, since the halls seemed so bare where he was--he had no idea where he was, either--he decided to trick the moth.
Clearly it was of higher intelligence.
Pausing at a corner his long, furry tail swung out and peeked around the edge as if it could see for itself. It couldn't, but he liked to pretend it could. Like a submarine spyglass the tip swiveled left, then right, before before its body followed and a cuddly-looking Caitian in overalls appeared. A grin on his face, corners of his lips turned up, he leaped for the moth. It, again, fled the vicinity before being caught. Leon let out a long sigh and slumped a shoulder against the wall. A colorful character like him could only be occupied for so long and this moth was just not playing fair.