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maskormenacelogs2018-02-21 07:59 am
ewenique) wrote in maskormenacelogs2018-02-21 07:59 am
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WHO: Magnus Burnsides & MK.
WHERE: a pet store, De Chima
WHEN: pre-radiation
WHAT: nothing says "potential friendship" like uncomfortable silences
WARNINGS: who knows
( Having a pet tarantula requires almost having pet crickets, too, except with a high turnover. There's something strange about feeding on creature, just to make sure it is good food for another creature, but MK has never had another pet as a basis for comparison. She wouldn't even have Charlotte, if the Doctor had not entrusted her with the responsibility.
She here she is, making a rare public appearance. The pet store brightly lit, and while it is too brightly coloured and full of animals and advertisements to be sterile, it does have that strange, unnatural energy that seems to belong to any building lit with fluorescents, whether it's a hospital or a megamart or a petrol station. The time of day doesn't matter when you step into those buildings; it could be midnight or midday, and you'd still be lit in that odd light.
MK isn't a fan of the pervasive brightness. It takes away her shadows and any subtlety in her safety net.
She has a basket, some crickets, some food for crickets, and is eyeing what looks to be a giant glass tank, but is struggling to get it off the shelf.
Or, she wasn't struggling, but she underestimated how heavy it was, and now she's definitely struggling, with the tank tipping down at a sharp angle so she can neither get a decent hold on it to safely lift it down, or ease it back onto the shelf.
Help. )
WHERE: a pet store, De Chima
WHEN: pre-radiation
WHAT: nothing says "potential friendship" like uncomfortable silences
WARNINGS: who knows
( Having a pet tarantula requires almost having pet crickets, too, except with a high turnover. There's something strange about feeding on creature, just to make sure it is good food for another creature, but MK has never had another pet as a basis for comparison. She wouldn't even have Charlotte, if the Doctor had not entrusted her with the responsibility.
She here she is, making a rare public appearance. The pet store brightly lit, and while it is too brightly coloured and full of animals and advertisements to be sterile, it does have that strange, unnatural energy that seems to belong to any building lit with fluorescents, whether it's a hospital or a megamart or a petrol station. The time of day doesn't matter when you step into those buildings; it could be midnight or midday, and you'd still be lit in that odd light.
MK isn't a fan of the pervasive brightness. It takes away her shadows and any subtlety in her safety net.
She has a basket, some crickets, some food for crickets, and is eyeing what looks to be a giant glass tank, but is struggling to get it off the shelf.
Or, she wasn't struggling, but she underestimated how heavy it was, and now she's definitely struggling, with the tank tipping down at a sharp angle so she can neither get a decent hold on it to safely lift it down, or ease it back onto the shelf.
Help. )
oh my god i didn't realize mk inherited charlotte SHE ORIGINALLY BELONGED TO MY CHAR
He's got a jumbo-sized bag of kibble already slung over one shoulder, but he pauses when he sees a young lady struggling with a tank. He reaches out and over her head, easily supporting it with the flat of his hand and hoists it up. ]
I can get that for you, [ he says cheerfully, as though he's not clearly looming over her. ] Get out from underneath it before you get squashed.
GDI I thought I replied already, I am so sry
She skitters out of the way, but there is a moment where she almost straight up keeps moving out of the aisle. Unfortunately, she drops her basket, and swears under her breath in Finnish as she pulls it out of the way and starts to gather up the things. Crickets, orange jelly cubes for crickets, a nice new habitat ornament that looks like a hollow log with a few different entry points.
Watching the stranger warily, something occurs to her. ) Thank you. I was trying to see if it was big enough.
( The words fall awkwardly, from discomfort rather than from falsehood. ) Do you know about spiders?
it's all good!
[ Spiders. Why's it always gotta be spiders? Here Magnus is, willing to tussle with wolves and bears and lions and rhinos and literally anything else you could possibly throw at him, but no, it's always got to be spiders. Why the fuck does anyone keep that as a pet? Are they insane?
He does not voice this to this small, awkward looking child. He's blunt, but he's not that mean. ]
...I mean, I know a bit about the giant, kill-y type. Too much about the giant kill-y type. [ He glances at the tank. ] Whiiiiich you don't have, because this would be way too small.
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(None of these are things MK would say, even if such a sentiment were spoken aloud. Maybe in that she is childish - easily cowed, evasion over conflict, until she reaches breaking point.)
She blinks a couple times, torn between the urge to disappear into the distance, and by how larger than life he seems. )
Giant kill-y type?
( A look back to the tank, and then to her basket. ) Yes, too small. And I do not have enough crickets.
( Is it a joke? It she being serious? It's hard to tell, with how it falls. )
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...you're gonna have to tell me if you're fucking with me or not. I just said I've run into big ol' beasties before, and it's not the weirdest pet an imPort's kept. Still pretty weird, though.
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( MK, in turn, speaks with a kind of flat pragmatism. Going through two men standing shoulder to shoulder could be more impressive than spearing two men standing back to back, for example. Narrowing it down was just common sense. )
No, these crickets are enough for Charlotte. I am joking. ( And a staged, awkward flicker of a smile. Look at how good she is at joking. )
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[ He glances up at the tank, then back down at MK, still not entirely sure what he's doing here, or what this weird, weird spider girl is getting up to. Unfortunately - or perhaps fortunately, depending on her viewpoint - he's already come up with a name for her. ]
So, Spider-Girl, you want this tank or not? I don't know shit about spiders, and I don't intend to learn!