#swanseasks

[ask-swansea]

200 Days

[ The light was dim at Swansea's desk. It was late on the Tulpar; many asleep, or preparing. Finished for the night Swansea has abandoned his post to wash up and get into pajamas. His desk was covered in all sorts of things, as well as the wall behind. Text books he'd been using to teach Daisuke, notes between the two about work and idle chatter, doodles here and there. One paper, tacked atop a few more, stands out. The paper appears to have a few dried water stains? It reads: ]

200 Days

200 days to go

200 more days without you

Too many days to count and wait

Wishing to start anew.

My family is somewhere far

Light-years off, away

Saying goodbye, having kissed your hand,

How I wish that I could stay.

A wife I love, Two kids aswell

And a dog I utterly adore,

Staring at the pictures on my desk

How could I ask for more?

Tonight you sleep alone my dear,

As I work and fix and clean,

Biding my time for the journey to finish,

Instead of looking at you through a screen

200 days to go

With so much left in store

200 days till I'm back home

Just 200 days more

[ask-swansea]

Awh, poor Swansea. If it makes you feel any better, I'm an adult man who's only 5' 1" 🥲 99% of people I meet are taller than me

...I don't need pity. I'm not some donkey in a Siberian storm.

..but I get you.

((OOC: MOD SOBS IN ALSO 5'1))

[ask-swansea]

short short short short ass shorty small tiny itty bitty little tiny

False fuckin' information..

[ask-swansea]

Hey Swansea! How did you and your wife meet?

I've talked about it a few times on here, but long story short, we met at my work. I was freshly sober, a good few months in, when she came to the mechanic shop I was workin' for with a flat tire and some car issues. She followed me like a duckling the entire time I was workin' on it, we spoke the day away..that pretty much sealed the deal. Sure you can find the more detailed story somewhere in my writin'..

[ask-swansea]

((this is so cute oh my god......))

Yeah, she's got tumblr. :3

[ He hugs him back, a bit tightly. ]

..You're welcome, Swansea. :]

@askdaisuke

[ After a moment of hugging, he gave their back a pat and stepped backwards; clearing his throat as he fixed the collar to his polo shirt.]

Right. We have work to go and get done, before the captain tears us a new one fer' not finishing the wires that got all burned out in the cockpit, c'mon..

[ask-swansea]

I WAS JUST TALKING TO YOUR WIFE SHE TOLD ME TO GIVE YOU A HUG FOR HER :3

[ He holds open his arms. ]

@askdaisuke

Pff. So you manage to talk to my wife and I can't..? Oh well. Hopefully she's doin' well and doesn't miss my cooking too much? Half a joke. I'm a bit of a one-trick-pony when it comes to fancy dinners.

[...After a moments hesitation, Swansea stepped forward and accepted the hug. It sure as hell wasn't Ethel's hug, but it was as close as he'd be getting up here. For a moment, his grip tightened.]

..Thanks kiddo.

[ask-swansea]

sorry for putting battery acid in your coffee dis morning <:[ I wont do's it again^^

You did.

What?

[ask-swansea]

Heh…………*leans on expensive car* what’s cookin’ good lookin’?😼😼😼

Paella, in my dreams..

.....how did you get a car in here?