Yeah, I've been trying to help who I can... seems like we're gonna need to use them, so better that they grasp the basics now so they're not shit out of a luck during an emergency.
[ oh... soap. based hung. ]
Yeah, considering we've only got one set or the pajamas they gave us, we have to be pretty careful. This shit's all over my boots. Eugh. Like I'm all about fun and fuck the people who kidnapped us, but c'mon.
[ tossing her idk bathroom paper towels to the ground. ]
I'm kind of wondering if there's a voice to text option... even that's easier for me, sometimes, because I'm usually geared up.
[ he raises his gloved hand, but he does move to take them both off to join his shield so that he can clean more readily. ]
It kind of screws all of us over in the process. Fun for, like, maybe five minutes? And then not fun for anyone. [ leveraging himself down, he moves to join her on the floor, pulling his own paper towels out to wet them. his tail curves upwards a bit so that it doesn't risk touching yuck. ] I'm okay. Keeping it together, you know? I figure there's no point in panicking right now and stressing more people around me out.
[ those are definitely some big paws. jolyne nods because there's definitely use for that sort of thing. ]
'Bout the same. Freaking out isn't going to help. [ says the girl who punched the side of a vending machine over and over again until she felt better. ] But the fact that we're being babysat by penguins isn't helping, probably.
[ she goes back to scrubbing. ]
Hopefully whoever's supposed to show up as our leaders will be more helpful, or at least have some damn good reasons as to why we're actually here.
[ at least he doesn't have beans, but he does have kind of clawish, short black nails as opposed to normal ones. still - they're furry, and sometimes the touch screen doesn't detect his typing without the texture of the gloves. "are you making this up?" yes ]
Right? If things don't change for the better, then I'll get mad. [ he drops some soap out of the other bottle, reaching across to add some to her scrubbing as well to break up the tacky cola. ] The penguins are... well, I can't really say that it's that weird to me, obviously. But they're kind of a colony mind it seems like?
A bunch of bees. Be nice to see their leaders, or whoever's responsible for us being here.
Better be taking their sweet time for a damn good reason.
[ mumbling a quick "thanks" as the soap hits the ground. she'll go back to scrubbing, reaching up a hand to tuck some hair back and going at it harder now. ]
But yeah... as much as I wanna take this shit out on someone tangible, I can't blame stupid penguins walking on sticks. [ the last four syllables get extra hard scrubs. ] Still wonder if this is all some crazy dream, the kind that just keeps resetting every time you wake up a little bit.
Hopefully they're fixing whatever caused all that destruction.
[ he starts scrubbing with her, sopping up the soda slop with dry paper towels as he goes. ]
You seem like the kind of person that might punch on reflex if I pinched you unexpectedly. [ it's amicable, a little playful, like offering some tentative friendliness here in this weirdass situation. ] So I'll keep my hands busy with cleaning.
I hit my head getting out of the capsule, so, you know. It did hurt. Seemed pretty real. Penguin doodz on sticks and all.
Something tells me your pinches would really confirm this isn't a dream, so no need.
[ she will just nudge his shoulder a little like ha ha. very funny. she is not going to attack him (yet). ]
Man, they really didn't put thought into, uh, these capsules, especially if they knew you were coming? That's like double digits when it comes to people who hit their head when they woke up. Myself included.
[ haha. he gives her a grin, tail giving a quick and playful wag of his tail in response to the nudge. ]
It's the right size for me to sleep in, sure, but to abruptly wake up inside of? Not so great. I think a lot of us could say that, except for maybe Whisper and Rocket, being so small. [ carefully, hung sweeps up what he can of the wet and syrupy stuff to put in a pile with used paper towels. ] Whenever I climb back into it tonight I'm going to slide in foot-first so that I can get out again without knocking myself around.
[ gross gross gross ugh. she makes a face and helps him sweep it up, going over it some more with soap and scrubbing. the face does pretty much shift to humor, though and she snorts. ]
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[ oh... soap. based hung. ]
Yeah, considering we've only got one set or the pajamas they gave us, we have to be pretty careful. This shit's all over my boots. Eugh. Like I'm all about fun and fuck the people who kidnapped us, but c'mon.
[ tossing her idk bathroom paper towels to the ground. ]
How're you holding up...?
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[ he raises his gloved hand, but he does move to take them both off to join his shield so that he can clean more readily. ]
It kind of screws all of us over in the process. Fun for, like, maybe five minutes? And then not fun for anyone. [ leveraging himself down, he moves to join her on the floor, pulling his own paper towels out to wet them. his tail curves upwards a bit so that it doesn't risk touching yuck. ] I'm okay. Keeping it together, you know? I figure there's no point in panicking right now and stressing more people around me out.
How about you?
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'Bout the same. Freaking out isn't going to help. [ says the girl who punched the side of a vending machine over and over again until she felt better. ] But the fact that we're being babysat by penguins isn't helping, probably.
[ she goes back to scrubbing. ]
Hopefully whoever's supposed to show up as our leaders will be more helpful, or at least have some damn good reasons as to why we're actually here.
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Right? If things don't change for the better, then I'll get mad. [ he drops some soap out of the other bottle, reaching across to add some to her scrubbing as well to break up the tacky cola. ] The penguins are... well, I can't really say that it's that weird to me, obviously. But they're kind of a colony mind it seems like?
A bunch of bees. Be nice to see their leaders, or whoever's responsible for us being here.
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Better be taking their sweet time for a damn good reason.
[ mumbling a quick "thanks" as the soap hits the ground. she'll go back to scrubbing, reaching up a hand to tuck some hair back and going at it harder now. ]
But yeah... as much as I wanna take this shit out on someone tangible, I can't blame stupid penguins walking on sticks. [ the last four syllables get extra hard scrubs. ] Still wonder if this is all some crazy dream, the kind that just keeps resetting every time you wake up a little bit.
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Hopefully they're fixing whatever caused all that destruction.
[ he starts scrubbing with her, sopping up the soda slop with dry paper towels as he goes. ]
You seem like the kind of person that might punch on reflex if I pinched you unexpectedly. [ it's amicable, a little playful, like offering some tentative friendliness here in this weirdass situation. ] So I'll keep my hands busy with cleaning.
I hit my head getting out of the capsule, so, you know. It did hurt. Seemed pretty real. Penguin doodz on sticks and all.
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Something tells me your pinches would really confirm this isn't a dream, so no need.
[ she will just nudge his shoulder a little like ha ha. very funny. she is not going to attack him (yet). ]
Man, they really didn't put thought into, uh, these capsules, especially if they knew you were coming? That's like double digits when it comes to people who hit their head when they woke up. Myself included.
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It's the right size for me to sleep in, sure, but to abruptly wake up inside of? Not so great. I think a lot of us could say that, except for maybe Whisper and Rocket, being so small. [ carefully, hung sweeps up what he can of the wet and syrupy stuff to put in a pile with used paper towels. ] Whenever I climb back into it tonight I'm going to slide in foot-first so that I can get out again without knocking myself around.
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Like a sleeping bag... pfft.