Security gave up trying to get her to adhere to curfews a long time ago.
Chief began to walk down the corridor.
" This is completely unrelated but... why were you just wandering around, anyway? "
Chief certainly hasn't ever really done that before. He sticks to his room and the range most times... then again, Chief wasn't exactly normal...
There was always the chance that the shoes were lost forever. It would not had been the first time Sabine miraculously lost an article of clothing to the void.
Security gave up trying to get her to adhere to curfews a long time ago.
She glanced back up to the other Apartan and gave a small, unconcerned shrug. “Those went missing earlier today.”
She glanced back up to the other Apartan and gave a small, unconcerned shrug. “Those went missing earlier today.”
There was always the chance that the shoes were lost forever. It would not had been the first time Sabine miraculously lost an article of clothing to the void.
" Well, let's take a trip down to the mess to grab some more napkins. That was my last one. And while we do, we can figure it out, yeah? "
Look at him, doing his best to help out his fellow soldier!
There was always the chance that the shoes were lost forever. It would not had been the first time Sabine miraculously lost an article of clothing to the void.
Send help.
Send help.
Tilting his head, he then shook it.
" Okay, getting the hot chocolate probably couldn't have taken more than 15 minutes. Let's say you talked to the marines for like... an hour, then that would put your missing shoes---
“Two-and-a-half hours ago? Maybe three?”
“Two-and-a-half hours ago? Maybe three?”
He leans forward slightly
" You said you noticed they went missing an hour ago? When did you leave your room?
Crossing his arms over his chest.
" If we can narrow down the time, we can figure out a general area where they could be. "
“Walked to the mess, got some hot chocolate, ran into some marines and chatted for a bit, walked around aimlessly, got yelled at for spilling hot chocolate on the floor, fell down a ramp.” And she’s talking a mach five.
“Two-and-a-half hours ago? Maybe three?”
“Walked to the mess, got some hot chocolate, ran into some marines and chatted for a bit, walked around aimlessly, got yelled at for spilling hot chocolate on the floor, fell down a ramp.” And she’s talking a mach five.
Is he... seriously going to help her find her shoes? Well, he has nothing better to do so...
" Retrace your steps. What did you do once you left your room? "
“Walked to the mess, got some hot chocolate, ran into some marines and chatted for a bit, walked around aimlessly, got yelled at for spilling hot chocolate on the floor, fell down a ramp.” And she’s talking a mach five.
Letting out a small sigh, he looked back to where she fell from.
" They're probably up where you slipped from. "
Walking around on the base with no shoes certainly wasn't... normal
How did she lose her shoes? Not even she was sure. One minute she had them, the next she was sliding around the tiled floors with her socks.