( action | oct.03 ) arrival

[snuggies]

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. ]

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[ 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!

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med bay

[forfeits]

[ Ed's just left the med bay, having his automail checked out. All this moisture around can't be good, of course! But what he doesn't expect is getting barreled over in the hallway. ]

Hey! Watch where you're going! [ It's not meant to sound mean, but he's more flustered and surprised. Well, until he sees the glowing eyes behind the med bay doors. ] What the hell is that?!

[snuggies]

[ Oh man, he'd nearly killed a little kid in his hurry! Scott doesn't even think before grabbing Edward's (human) arm, pulling the boy along with him as he barrels down the hallway, really not in the mood to pick any fights right now. Be it with animals or otherwise. ]

Dunno—just run!

[ Except that Scott has no idea where he's going and he can't really outrun a bunch of cats. At least, not if he expects Edward to keep up. ]

[forfeits]

[ There are so many cats. He knows his brother would be pleased, a lover of animals of any kind, but this is overwhelming. He stumbles after the guy, and when he looks behind them, he makes a soft noise of surprise. ]

They're catching up! [ He yanks away suddenly, stumbling a little bit but he claps his hands together, an eerie sort of ringing coming from the motion before he places his hands on the ground. Light flickers around his hands and the floor begins to warp, and before long? There's a thin wall barricading the cats. A few get by and go zipping past Ed, but most are stopped. ]

Guess we'll have to let someone else find all of them, huh? [ There are... so many cats. ]

[snuggies]

[ Okay, that's super cool, and for a second Scott just forgets everything that sucks about the current situation to marvel, letting a ] dude, that's awesome [ slip out.

And it's nice that he gets to have this moment of wonder, because the next second, the pair of cats that slipped past Edward's wall are flying towards Scott's face, and he's basically got no time to get his arms up in defence before he's stumbling around blindly with one cat attached to his head, and the other to his shoulder. It's kind of hilarious.

At least until Scott finally gets a handle on the situation, managing to grab onto the furry menaces and pull them off of him. ]

Geez! [ He groans a little, eyes going red in his irritation. ] What should I do with these?

[ He's not going to hurt them, but it'll be annoying if they chase him until the end of time. ]

[forfeits]

[ Ed winces, watching Scott deal with the two cats that slipped past his defenses. It doesn't look fun, exactly, but Ed steps up to at least take the cats from him. He pauses, however, when he sees the red of the guy's eyes. ]

Whoa, are you alright? [ That definitely doesn't look normal, but he shrugs. ] My brother likes cats, I can try to give them to him to hold onto. As much as I don't like the things, either, he does.

[ Ugh, cats in their room, why! ] Why'd they chase after you, anyway? That was pretty weird... well. This whole place is pretty weird, huh?

[snuggies]

Yeah, I’m fine. [ Assuming that Edward is referring to the scratches, which are healing on their own anyway, the red of his eyes disappears back into brown with a blink.

He frowns at the cats, a little unnerved by their extra tails and eyes, but mostly hurt by their hatred. Hopefully they’d grow accustomed to him once he proved not to be a threat. ]

I guess they don’t like the way I smell. [ Maybe it’s because he’s a dog, but he hopes not.

Anyway, he looks over at the newly created wall with an impressed rise of his eyebrows. ]

Did you make that though? It happened so fast, I couldn’t figure out what was happening.