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lifeaftr2018-09-14 06:41 pm
counterblows) wrote in lifeaftr2018-09-14 06:41 pm
it's a hell of a scene but there's no story [ closed ]
Who: Newt + the unwitting residents of islet 4 cottage 3
What: Local scientist passes out! Washington man drags him back to abandoned house. THIS IS A GENERAL HOUSE MINGLE LOG so u can tag around and stuff
When: September...4th? it's backdated
Where: Islet 4, cottage 3
Warnings: Language, probably, but I'll edit if anything comes up!
[So Wash is going to have some explaining to do.]
[He starts by de-armoring, however, because at least then he's not liable to get called Samus anymore. Whoever that is. Feels especially dumb when he's wearing a hoodie that literally says Washington State across the front, but it's also likely to raise fewer questions than his armor.]
[He just straight up threw the guy on Wash's own pallet, because fuck it, he's already drooled on his armor like a dick, so what's one more shred of property damage to his name? Except he doesn't even know his name. That's order of business number one.]
[Order of business number two, probably, is explaining what the fuck is going on when the roommates walk in to realize that their decrepit shack now has a passed-out scientist just...hanging out inside it.]
[It's fine.]
What: Local scientist passes out! Washington man drags him back to abandoned house. THIS IS A GENERAL HOUSE MINGLE LOG so u can tag around and stuff
When: September...4th? it's backdated
Where: Islet 4, cottage 3
Warnings: Language, probably, but I'll edit if anything comes up!
[So Wash is going to have some explaining to do.]
[He starts by de-armoring, however, because at least then he's not liable to get called Samus anymore. Whoever that is. Feels especially dumb when he's wearing a hoodie that literally says Washington State across the front, but it's also likely to raise fewer questions than his armor.]
[He just straight up threw the guy on Wash's own pallet, because fuck it, he's already drooled on his armor like a dick, so what's one more shred of property damage to his name? Except he doesn't even know his name. That's order of business number one.]
[Order of business number two, probably, is explaining what the fuck is going on when the roommates walk in to realize that their decrepit shack now has a passed-out scientist just...hanging out inside it.]
[It's fine.]
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I couldn't. We were always moving around too much. On ships, most of the time...
It wouldn't have worked.
[ Not that she hadn't begged her parents, when she was too young to understand why a pet was out of the question. ]
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[Carolina can't say that it had ever been something that she had wanted, but it would have been hard as well. And a pet rock? She won't lie. She likely would have thrown it at the head of anyone who was an idiot in her mind.]
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It wouldn't have been the same.
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[Thankfully, dinosaurs aside, Caboose has only had Freckles. No food or water, or messes to clean up after. Well, at least usually.]
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...They're supposed to...You can train them, to sort of...help when you freak out. Nightmares and stuff.
I was thinking, maybe Wash...
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But there is a shift, and Carolina finds herself gently nodding.]
It's a good idea.
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Thanks.
...There's no guarantee. But...It could help.
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[And someone would have companionship if they got up at night. That soft chortle. Heck, Carolina might not come running to her and make baby noises, but... Well, no doubt even she will pet along the feline creature's body.]