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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. ]

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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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[ Kara follows the sound, eyebrow quirking quizzically. ]

That's weird. They're not usually like that.

[ She gets between him and the cats anyway, gently herding him down the corridor. ]

I'm Kara. Did you just get here?

Cats tend not to like me.

[ In case the current evidence doesn't already make that clear. Scott lets Kara take care of the situation, shuffling in behind her, while the cats remain grumpy and shift their gaze from their target (werewolf), to the girl standing in front of him (incredible).

Scott wouldn't chance it if he were in their position, but he might be a little biased. ]

I'm Scott, and—yeah. I'd like to not start my stay here by beating up cats if I can help it. Can we run?

No kidding.

[ One of them's still hissing, but it fades as they round the corner into an empty corridor. One part of it branches into a section with small observatories, the other turns towards some sleeping quarters. Kara's heading for one of the small kitchens. ]

It's all right, they don't usually come all the way out here.

Oh. That's... a relief.

[ Scott also didn't want to whip out a roar and test whether or not it would work on mutant cats. Plus, it kind of seemed like overkill—the roar was usually for other supernatural creatures, not house pets.

His shoulders slump as he relaxes a little, once the cats are both out of viewing distance, and their growls start to fade. ]

Thanks for helping me. [ He gives Kara a tired smile. ] Sorry if I got in the way of something important.

[ She smiles back. ]

It's no problem. This place can be pretty disorienting; it takes getting used to.

Yeah, that's one way of putting it. Do you live in this place? This isn't Mexico, is it?

[ He wastes no time in leaning back against one of the counters once they enter a small kitchen, looking about as disoriented as one might expect, hair a little ruffled from the shenanigans, and sticking up further with a runs a hand through it. ]

No, it's — [ there's no gentle way to put this ] you're in an underwater base. This planet is called Iniidae. We all show up here kind of like how you did, everyone's story is different and everyone's memory is sort of fuzzy on the details.

Are you hungry? There's some cookies in the cupboard.

[ Another planet, sure. There's a part of Scott that wants to kick up a fuss about that, to laugh in disbelief, and pursue the truth of the situation. But he's pretty tired, and the matter-of-fact way that Kara is approaching it; the way that it's just so everyday to her takes the fight out of him.

Yeah, he'll definitely take a cookie. ]

Planet...? So this isn't even earth? [ Explains the smells anyway.

He turns toward the cupboard to sniff out the cookies, but doesn't drop the line of conversation. ]

Okay, so now this is more like being in a video game than a horror movie about government experiments.

[ Which is an upgrade, at least? ]

[ She takes out a few more on a plate and pushes them towards him. ]

Yeah. Things are a little rougher now, a lot of people on the base are getting nightmares, so don't be surprised if that happens to you too.

[ A beat. ]

You're from Earth? Have you heard of National City?

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[ She gets a small, appreciative smile for her hospitality before he's distracted by her warning. Nightmares? It gets Scott to frown a little, initially confused about why someone would consider nightmares a problem. Unless they're like Elm Street level nightmares.

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. ]

[ She nods. A different Earth then. ]

Sure! I'm an alien.

[ A beat. ]

I really look like this, no secret extra limbs or anything.

[ He basically just gawks at her. ]

You're- you're an alien? But you're not even green and your fingertips don't glow?

Nope.

[ 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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Well. [ He draws back, looking sheepish and realizing that in his surprise he might've come off a little offensive. ] Yeah, that's true.

[ 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?

[ He needs the cookies more than she does, she pushes the plate over to him fully. ]

When I was very young. I've been on Earth for almost two decades.

That’s a long time. [ He’s starting to feel more hungry as he eats, more and more cookies disappearing off the plate, but he’s at least half-distracted by the revelation of her being an alien. ] Why did you choose to come to Earth?

My parents sent me, to look after my cousin.

[ She doesn't want to go into "my planet exploded" when he's disoriented and needs to adjust to the environment here. ]

Oh.

[ 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. ]

[ Blood and death successfully avoided. ]

Oh, you have no idea. My foster sister made me marathon Disney movies in one weekend.

[ He smiles a little, knowing that he shouldn't really trust someone that he's just met but.

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?

Yeah, and all the Treks. The next thing on the list was everything with aliens in it. For a planet that hasn't travelled into space, you guys can be pretty imaginative.

[ She smiles faintly. ]

I liked E.T. best.

You've got me beat. My best friend is always saying he'll disown me if I don't watch Star Wars. I've seen E.T. though.

[ He looks down at the plate of cookies, asking one more question before helping himself to another. ]

What's space actually like?

Uhm —

[ wow space how do you describe space?? ]

— really big? Everything is a lot further apart then you'd think.

[ ... Is there a sequel to that explanation?? ]

Oh. [ It slips out, before Scott scrambles to offer a more enthusiastic response. ] Oh! Yeah. And things are huge. Like twenty times the sun.

[ Kara grimaces a little. ]

Sorry I don't have anything cooler. I was asleep for the journey.

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