Evidently Wash's attempts to open a door have failed completely. Well. So much for establishing a connection.
"Look, I'm not saying you can't," he tries. It might be possible to salvage this conversation, but honestly, it's starting to look like a lost cause. "I just-"
That's when the door to the training gym bursts open and a dozen small children of all different species stampede in, shrieking with laughter. It's pretty clear they're on the lam from something - given how small they are, probably a school field trip. Wash blinks at the scene, then looks back up at Drift and shrugs. Never a dull moment around here.
He then turns to fully face the gaggle of children, puts two fingers in his mouth, and lets out a sharp, ear-piercing whistle. The kids tumble to a stop and stare at him, wide-eyed. Well, now he's got their attention (along with the attention of everyone else in the gym, but eh, what else is new).
"So you're the new Legionnaires I've been hearing about!" He strides towards the children, folding his arms behind his back. "Nice to finally meet you. I'm assuming you're all here for your first day of Legionnaire training, right? Good! Let's get started." It's all very big and theatrical, larger than life. Hopefully the kids will catch on that it's a game and play along.
He waves a hand at Drift behind his back. Play along, or call security, or look for these kids' supervision. He doesn't care; just do something.
when in doubt ADD CHILDREN!
"Look, I'm not saying you can't," he tries. It might be possible to salvage this conversation, but honestly, it's starting to look like a lost cause. "I just-"
That's when the door to the training gym bursts open and a dozen small children of all different species stampede in, shrieking with laughter. It's pretty clear they're on the lam from something - given how small they are, probably a school field trip. Wash blinks at the scene, then looks back up at Drift and shrugs. Never a dull moment around here.
He then turns to fully face the gaggle of children, puts two fingers in his mouth, and lets out a sharp, ear-piercing whistle. The kids tumble to a stop and stare at him, wide-eyed. Well, now he's got their attention (along with the attention of everyone else in the gym, but eh, what else is new).
"So you're the new Legionnaires I've been hearing about!" He strides towards the children, folding his arms behind his back. "Nice to finally meet you. I'm assuming you're all here for your first day of Legionnaire training, right? Good! Let's get started." It's all very big and theatrical, larger than life. Hopefully the kids will catch on that it's a game and play along.
He waves a hand at Drift behind his back. Play along, or call security, or look for these kids' supervision. He doesn't care; just do something.