log 007, video

[thestarspangledman]

[Steve is in his cabin, frowning at a pile of clothes laid out on his bed. He is -- well, certainly not the giant hunk of man-meat that the barge has come to expect from his last posts. To be plain, he is a good six inches shorter, skinny and small and slightly pale. Currently, he's wearing an old workout t-shirt that is far too large for him, and a pair of sweatpants that are cinched about as tightly as they can go, and he might be keeping one hand on them just in case.]

Look, I don't know who thought this was funny, or maybe this is a thing you folks do to visitors? But I need something to wear that'll actually fit me.

...Oh, and the dog tags, too? I'm sure those will come in handy, thanks a lot. [He's holding them up in his free hand, giving the camera a tight smile.] After the fifth rejection and everything. You guys sure know how to treat a fella right.

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sob poor steve

[thestarspangledman]

[A sigh, and a little shrug, and he -- looks at the dogtags for a moment, before putting them in his pocket.]

Yeah, I've noticed. Thanks for the thought, anyhow.

Re: sob poor steve

[umgekehrt]

This sort of thing usually only lasts a few days.

Buy you a drink tonight? Well, not 'buy', but. A glass happily fits most sizes of hominid.

[thestarspangledman]

Yeah, sure. I have a feeling I'll need it.