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[doods]

[ This network needs ten times more Soos stat, and Soos- wearing safety goggles and a standard yellow construction helmet- is here to provide it from the nearest hallway terminal. ]

Okay, I'm not trying to call it officially or anything, but I'm pretty sure I just had the best idea ever and everyone should get in on it. Like, drop what you're doing, get a helmet you think is cool, and hit the second floor. Maybe get some kneepads or something, too? Whatever you'd call your basic safety equipment. I'm not gonna judge, dude; you do you. 'cause-- not to spoil the surprise or anything, but this is gonna be so rad.

[ He pauses for all of half a second before he's laughing. ]

Haha, okay, I'm totally spoiling it. We're about to do some killer mattress surfing, dudes! It's time to make the dream aliiiiiive!

[ Full-on excited fist-pumping, shouting into the air, enthusiasm. So ends the saga of why Soos should not be allowed access to a closet that can give him almost anything he asks for. Or maybe the saga of exactly why he should be allowed.

The option to action in is totally open! Soos is pretty determined to do what it says on the tin and then some, so he'll be hauling mattresses around and the like. Anything is possible.

(For real though, feel free to doop around any old way in that regard. Threadjack, drag friends upstairs to make them ride down some stairs, yell at people, bring a toboggan, whatever takes your fancy.) ]

Comments

[doods]

Dude, it's totally slippery! Or at least it would be once it hit the oil! Hold on, I can probably get a roll from a closet and show you.

[ Soos is a man on a mission. A plastic mission. Give him fifteen seconds. ]

[fatherlesskind]

[He'll get all the time he needs, what with Alistair not able to get the stuff himself. Plus this guy is agreeing to make a fun thing (hopefully) even better so clearly he is someone worth heeding the advice of.

When he gets back Alistair eyes the roll curiously.]

So we just wrap it around the mattress you think?

[doods]

Yeah, exactly. Like yeah, it takes a little extra work, but it's so worth it. You wanna hold the mattress or do the wrapping, dude?

[fatherlesskind]

It will definitely be worth it!

[If it works. It'll work. How could such a brilliant idea not?

Looking the other man over Alistair shrugs and hefts the mattress in answer, holding it out so he can begin to wrap.] It's Alistair, by the way.

[doods]

Nice to meetcha, Alistair. I'm Soos. [ He gets to work on plastic-wrapping the heck out of this mattress. It's gonna make or break this whole experience, honestly. ]

[fatherlesskind]

[Alistair pauses in the middle of turning the mattress to make wrapping it easier, shooting a questioning look at-] Soos?

[It sounds like... some kind of weird, foreign food. Maybe it's normal where he's from. But it still sounds weird.] Really? Your parents named you... Soos?

[doods]

[ That gets a laugh. ]

Nah, dude! They named me Jesús. Soos is just what everyone calls me. Nicknames, y'know?

[fatherlesskind]

Ohh! I get it! ...It's still kind of weird sounding. Soos. Soooooos...

[Yep. Still weird.]

Sorry.

[About his nickname or making of it, take your pick.]

[doods]

It's cool, bro. A little weirdness makes things more fun. [ Soos "gets called a large hairless gopher sometimes" Ramirez. ]

Like, I always kinda dig that when someone sees me and says 'hey, Soos,' they're basically just using my regular name anyway? Two-for-one right there.

[fatherlesskind]

Right? [A bit of weirdness definitely keeps things interesting. Too bad Soos couldn't have imparted that wisdom on some of Alistair's teachers.]

Wouldn't it be better if they went 'Gee, Soos' when they saw you? [It could work. Maybe. Much like the crinkling, plastic-ed mattress in front of him might. There's only one way to tell, in both cases.]

[doods]

[ It takes him a few seconds to get that one. But once he does, it's a guaranteed laugh. ]

Nice! [ As long as his grandma didn't hear it, probably. ]

Wouldn't wanna let it go to my head, though.

[fatherlesskind]

[Alistair grins and nods proudly. He will take that as praise for his amazing wit. Although he can't figure out what Soos means by his comment.]

How could it go to your head? I thought it was your name?