07-06-2018, 09:22 AM
Staring was a thing Planecrash couldn't help doing. Whether it was a cloudy sky, the grass below him or even another creature. It was a habit and he couldn't help it whatsoever, mostly because of how his mind was constantly turning wheels and thinking of what their anatomy would be like compared to other creatures or simply what they were thinking of him. It wasn't long before he had found himself wandering yet again and eventually finding his place not far from the water with his eyes on a strange creature and some sort of egg he hadn't had the chance of messing with or experimenting on. He leaned against one of the many tropical trees around the area with his eyes slowly moving from the egg up to a woman that seemed to be around his age, her expression showing she wasn't in the best mood and probably wouldn't take it well if he was caught watching. Plane seemed to move forward closely despite this, noticing the mumbling of words coming from the undoubtedly beautiful, winged feline before him as he kept his breathing soft and shallow as to keep his body left of less scars.
"Get over it, Honey. . .
The metal lids of his goggles blinked a few times to decode just what she had meant in his own head. Perhaps she had done something or vice versa? It would be rather hard to find out in that moment without having a civil conversation with her. But, it seemed like he'd be getting much worse what with the soft crunch of his bag giving away his position to them and his own body standing up to quickly, causing him to trip over a rock and land not all too far from the mysterious woman before him, looking up at her with awe and confusion at her statement. "M-ma'am, I don't think I'm whoever you think I am. I-I-I am so sorry, I should really just shut up, shouldn't I?" The scientist felt frozen to the floor, averting his gaze to his own paws just to hope whatever kind of beating he would receive would get over quickly.
"SPEECH"
"Get over it, Honey. . .
The metal lids of his goggles blinked a few times to decode just what she had meant in his own head. Perhaps she had done something or vice versa? It would be rather hard to find out in that moment without having a civil conversation with her. But, it seemed like he'd be getting much worse what with the soft crunch of his bag giving away his position to them and his own body standing up to quickly, causing him to trip over a rock and land not all too far from the mysterious woman before him, looking up at her with awe and confusion at her statement. "M-ma'am, I don't think I'm whoever you think I am. I-I-I am so sorry, I should really just shut up, shouldn't I?" The scientist felt frozen to the floor, averting his gaze to his own paws just to hope whatever kind of beating he would receive would get over quickly.
"SPEECH"
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»―THE SCARY TRUTH IS I'M FLYING BLIND―▸
I'M MAKING THIS UP AS I GO
typhoon / tags / anxious scientist
I'M MAKING THIS UP AS I GO
typhoon / tags / anxious scientist