I'll meet you there in ten (: I'm the one with the long white hair, okay?
[ Regardless of the fact that there is definitely more than one man on the Station with long white hair, Apollo arrives in the mess hall precisely ten minutes later. Long limbed and broad shouldered, he cuts an imposing figure over the heads of most of the collected passengers who mill around the deck; if it weren't for his open, honest face he might even look intimidating. Blue eyes sweep across the assembled station-dwellers as they mingle around the hall but, not seeing a face that particularly jumps out at him, Apollo turns his attention to the fabricators while he waits.
Apollo happily doesn't need to eat or drink, not when his body is fuelled by pure sunlight, but that doesn't mean that he doesn't enjoy the charade of it. Surrounded by so many people as he is, it's impossible to resist the urge to join in with the great pretence of being more human than he actually is. He toys idly with the fabricator for a moment before ordering himself a milky coffee. It's been years since he's had one. Space coffee might actually be better than space coffee, who knows? ]
ON IT.
[ Regardless of the fact that there is definitely more than one man on the Station with long white hair, Apollo arrives in the mess hall precisely ten minutes later. Long limbed and broad shouldered, he cuts an imposing figure over the heads of most of the collected passengers who mill around the deck; if it weren't for his open, honest face he might even look intimidating. Blue eyes sweep across the assembled station-dwellers as they mingle around the hall but, not seeing a face that particularly jumps out at him, Apollo turns his attention to the fabricators while he waits.
Apollo happily doesn't need to eat or drink, not when his body is fuelled by pure sunlight, but that doesn't mean that he doesn't enjoy the charade of it. Surrounded by so many people as he is, it's impossible to resist the urge to join in with the great pretence of being more human than he actually is. He toys idly with the fabricator for a moment before ordering himself a milky coffee. It's been years since he's had one. Space coffee might actually be better than space coffee, who knows? ]