(scott mccall) yells about protection (
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subnautica2016-10-04 07:38 pm
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( action | oct.03 ) arrival
medical bay | escape from alcatraz
[ If Scott had to choose a way in which he'd wake up on another planet, completely cut off from his home, his family, his pack, then being licked by an eager dog is most definitely his welcome of choice. He's always been fond of animals, and as frazzled as he is (largely convinced this is some strange nemeton-induced hallucination), the presence of a dog by his side, barking and pawing at him does wonders to calm his nerves.
At least until he notices the glowing eyes in the rest of the room, his heart promptly freezing in his chest. Because the thing is, that while Scott loves all animals, the feeling is most definitely not mutual.
It's only thanks to his werewolf senses that he manages to react in time, hearing the first warning growl and how many eyes is that even, before he's scrambling to his feet and getting the hell out of dodge.
He bolts through the door, barrelling into the hallway with no remorse. ]
Sorry! Sorry, sorry!!
kitchen | got a booty like a cadillac
Oh, sorry.
[ It's all gone so wrong.
There's probably a map on the device that URSULA had given him, and he's young enough to be able to figure out these newfangled gadgets, but he's still here, slumming around blindly like a plebian. Which means that he's made about five wrong turns into the kitchen while carrying all his stuff. It hadn't been so bad until the mattress had decided to inflate himself the moment he'd stepping into the fork and knife loaded space.
And now he's desperately trying to manoeuvre around the kitchen without his mattress destroying everything that stands in its path. (Another pair of mugs go clattering toward the ground.) ]
Oh—I'm really. [ He winces. ] Sorry, I didn't mean to trap you against the wall.
[ Or maybe he did; teenagers are kind of the worst. ]
wildcard
[ please feel free to leave a blank comment and i'll write you a custom prompt! or vice versa, just hit me with anything and i'll roll with it. i'm always down to plot something out as well. c: ]
edit: i'm an idiot that didn't think of this sooner, but i realised that it might be handy to have a permissions post regarding scott's werewolf senses. if you have time, please consider filling it out!
At least until he notices the glowing eyes in the rest of the room, his heart promptly freezing in his chest. Because the thing is, that while Scott loves all animals, the feeling is most definitely not mutual.
It's only thanks to his werewolf senses that he manages to react in time, hearing the first warning growl and how many eyes is that even, before he's scrambling to his feet and getting the hell out of dodge.
He bolts through the door, barrelling into the hallway with no remorse. ]
Sorry! Sorry, sorry!!
kitchen | got a booty like a cadillac
[ It's all gone so wrong.
There's probably a map on the device that URSULA had given him, and he's young enough to be able to figure out these newfangled gadgets, but he's still here, slumming around blindly like a plebian. Which means that he's made about five wrong turns into the kitchen while carrying all his stuff. It hadn't been so bad until the mattress had decided to inflate himself the moment he'd stepping into the fork and knife loaded space.
And now he's desperately trying to manoeuvre around the kitchen without his mattress destroying everything that stands in its path. (Another pair of mugs go clattering toward the ground.) ]
Oh—I'm really. [ He winces. ] Sorry, I didn't mean to trap you against the wall.
[ Or maybe he did; teenagers are kind of the worst. ]
wildcard
edit: i'm an idiot that didn't think of this sooner, but i realised that it might be handy to have a permissions post regarding scott's werewolf senses. if you have time, please consider filling it out!
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The question earns his interest. ]
National City? Can't say I have. But I've never really travelled outside of California.
[ Though California itself is huge, and there are plenty of places that he's unfamiliar with.
But also - ]
There a lot of people not from Earth here?
[ He's never met an alien before. ]
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Sure! I'm an alien.
[ A beat. ]
I really look like this, no secret extra limbs or anything.
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You're- you're an alien? But you're not even green and your fingertips don't glow?
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[ The p pops. ]
There are green one, and a few that glow, just not me. Also, where I'm from, you're the alien.
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[ His gaze shifts toward the plate, and he grabs a cookie to take a bite. ]
But you live on Earth? Are you used to planet hopping?
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When I was very young. I've been on Earth for almost two decades.
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[ She doesn't want to go into "my planet exploded" when he's disoriented and needs to adjust to the environment here. ]
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[ That's a pretty standard reason, and not as adventurous as he was expecting. He thought it might be something like space exploration and the search for extraterrestrials.
But then, it's nice to hear something that doesn't involve blood and death, so he just grins, body language relaxing somewhat. ]
How'd you like it? Did you have to like, watch lots of human TV to figure out how to blend in?
[ Like her life is some kind of sitcom, but he's wearing a cheeky smile nonetheless. ]
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Oh, you have no idea. My foster sister made me marathon Disney movies in one weekend.
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He's still guarded, but not closed off. ]
Disney's pretty basic, there's no way you'd fit in without it. [ He gives her a look of understanding. ] Have you seen Star Wars?
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[ She smiles faintly. ]
I liked E.T. best.
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[ He looks down at the plate of cookies, asking one more question before helping himself to another. ]
What's space actually like?
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[ wow space how do you describe space?? ]
— really big? Everything is a lot further apart then you'd think.
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Oh. [ It slips out, before Scott scrambles to offer a more enthusiastic response. ] Oh! Yeah. And things are huge. Like twenty times the sun.
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Sorry I don't have anything cooler. I was asleep for the journey.
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No! It's okay, it was a vague question. [ He slumps back into something relaxed then. ] I really... I mean, I appreciate you talking to me. I feel a little less freaked out now, I guess.
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Rooms are that way [ she gestures to the left. ] there's plenty to do here, if that helps a little.