( 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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In a way. We're not native to this world either.

[ to her credit, she tries to answer the questions to the best of her abilities, the mattress aside.

after she's certain nothing will happen - like if it pops if she moves too close to it or if she'll get injured if she ends up being squished by it, of course. never hurts to be sure with things like these since eve is hyperaware of her and ada's health and well-being these days. ]

My sister and I accidentally came here two months or so ago. Apparently this happens every month or so. [ strange how time flies. at least for ada who was so immersed with studying the ongoings of what happened before their arrival here. eve was quite listless at those moments. ] I'll take a guess and say that you must have been in the medical lab since, um, the tech lab isn't the safest of places for newcomers to be in. With the experiments and the inventions and all.

Are you alright?

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Two months?!

[ His eyes go wide. Two months? That's way longer than he's hoping this little detour would last. He doesn't have time to spend two months here; the Dread Doctors are still killing people, Theo turned out to be a traitor, not to mention Lydia— Besides how is he supposed to explain missing two months of school? He's never going to graduate at this rate.

He doesn't move, frozen in place by the shock of realizing how long he might end up staying here. ]

So... are you saying we don't know a way to get back to where we came from?

[ Not ignoring her question on purpose, but there are more important matters at hand. ]

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Oh!

[ judging by the sound of surprise from behind the mattress, she's a little surprised by the exclamation. mostly due to her own easily-spooked personality.

she nods frantically in response to the question, not even realising he hadn't answered her own question, and then remembers that oh dear. he can't really see her do that. the mattress, remember?

after a brief pause to get herself speaking up again, she says, ] Y-Yes! There isn't a way for us to return back to where we're from willingly.

People have come and gone but we don't know what happens to them after or how it happens.

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[ Great. Scott's luck has apparently finally run out, and he's found himself checked into an actual Hotel California. At this point, he's actually hoping this turns out to be some kind of government experiment because the alternative is something he doesn't even know how to begin to deal with. ]

There's no... staff or people in charge? I mean, who runs this place?

[ He really wants answers, and if she could see him now, she'd see the most profoundly constipated express on his face.

But she can't. Because of his mattress, which he's crushing her with.

While interrogating her. ]

Oh, crap. Sorry. I'm still pinning you. Hold on—

[ And thus he starts wiggling, trying to pull the air mattress back and let her free. ]

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[ freedom!

the moment she sees there's enough of a gap for her to wiggle out of, she takes that oppurtunity with both hands. while she may look silly, she manages to get out of the small space between the mattress and the wall while gasping a relieved gasp.

eve looks frazzled but happy to be out of that. she and small spaces were never a good mix. ]

Thank you-! It's fine; please don't feel like you need to apologise for t-that. It was an accident after all… [ give her a second to get her breath back, please? ]

Right! Um… If you have questions about anything here, you can speak with URSULA, for one thing. She's the AI who runs the base. She's very nice and appreciates a good pun!

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[ By some miracle of God, Scott manages to get the mattress to deflate again – without even having to use his claws – so that he no longer feels like the elephant in the room.

He catches his breath alongside Eve, mostly out of relief before sighing. ]

URSULA… [ He mumbles, cracking a small smile. ] Like the evil witch that tried to kill Ariel? That’s not really the kind of name that inspires a lot of confidence.

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Oh! Ursula tries to kill Ariel?

[ judging by her horrified and dismayed expression, eve hadn't gotten around to watching the little mermaid just yet.

she knew ursula was rotten with how she was trying to cheat ariel out of the agreement they had but to try and kill her? now she needs to watch the end of it to make sure that doesn't happen.

where were they again? oh yes- ]

I promise you! URSULA is nothing but a sweetheart. She means very well. A little… scattered, I suppose, but she's very accommodating and friendly.

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[ She hasn't seen The Little Mermaid? Scott stops for a moment, wondering if that, among the abduction and futuristic technology and alien spells, is the weirdest thing he's encountered so far.

But anyway.

Tucking his mattress away, he squints a little at Eve, looking puzzled. ]

You mean she's not an AI that's trying to take over humanity?

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[ she's trying to catch up with all the shows. ]

Not at all. [ she actually can speak with some confidence over this, her voice strained from something (flu? exhaustion?) or not.

after all, ada and her had been taught the dangers of artificial intelligence in college. ] If anything, she wants to help humanity. There's… some things happening here as we speak but perhaps we should talk about that later while we get you more settled. It's a lot to take in as you can see.

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[ He doesn't really want to talk later, mind working fast, hungry for information and solutions. There's an itch under his skin that just wants to get this entire experience over and done with so that he can get back to where he's supposed to be.

But he's already assaulted this woman with questions already, and he needs to keep his cool regardless of how agitated he feels. ]

Yeah, it is. [ His answer is distant, turning to face the kitchen around them, the entire place unfamiliar. ] Could you tell me how she wants to help humanity though?

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[ for eve's part, it's clear she's very grateful for the chance to catch her breath. she knew she was never good under pressure and she feels ada's growing insistence to switch out and let her deal with this.

ada means well, she really does. and much as she's tempted to, eve doesn't want to surprise him any further by, apparently, changing personalities at the drop of a hat. before he got his answers too. ] She wants to make this world more… suitable for life, I believe? Make the environment more habitable for people to live on.

Hence some of our arrival here. We help look for supplies, search for new areas, research plants and animals we discover, look into mysteries and solve them if we can. Things like that.

[ well- the others and her sister, ada, do at least. (the most eve has been doing is making a tapestry to hang up on in the recreation room soon.) ]

If you want, we can sit there- [ here is where she points to an empty table nearby. that should accommodate them both and leave room to spare. ] -while we speak. I think there's a place for you to set your things down too.