Scott McCall (
semifreakingnormal) wrote2014-03-01 07:03 pm
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[Once he gets past the urge to just spew apologies, once he feels a little less like tearing his hair out, he gets on the network.]
You know, I don't remember if I ever said anything about it. But there's an animal clinic on board. [He holds up a set of keys, jingles them.] That's what those keys were, a while ago. I've got some experience working in one so, um. If anything happens, I've got stuff for splints and vaccines and worms and stuff. Since it'd be really easy for one to infect a whole bunch, you know?
[He pauses, because he remembers how people said apologies were unnecessary, that flood-selves weren't real, but like before, it just feels necessary, just to get it off his chest.]
And I'm sorry I was so...I'm just sorry.
[Private to Daneca]
You especially.
[Private to Jack]
So that's got to be, like, the worst thing to get paired off of, right? [WORST BEHIND THEM THOUGH right? right?]
[Private to Iris and Bruce, separately]
And thanks. For not letting me do something...really bad.
[Spam for Alana]
[He thinks Alana probably needs more than a straightforward apology, though he's not sure why. Something tells him she doesn't really have friends here, and while it's kind of weird trying to be a friend to someone who could be, like, a school therapist or counselor or something, he also thinks it'd be nice to know that someone's thinking of you.
Or something. He's seriously not over thinking it.
So eventually, Scott makes his way to her door, knocking. He knows there's a dog in there.]
You know, I don't remember if I ever said anything about it. But there's an animal clinic on board. [He holds up a set of keys, jingles them.] That's what those keys were, a while ago. I've got some experience working in one so, um. If anything happens, I've got stuff for splints and vaccines and worms and stuff. Since it'd be really easy for one to infect a whole bunch, you know?
[He pauses, because he remembers how people said apologies were unnecessary, that flood-selves weren't real, but like before, it just feels necessary, just to get it off his chest.]
And I'm sorry I was so...I'm just sorry.
[Private to Daneca]
You especially.
[Private to Jack]
So that's got to be, like, the worst thing to get paired off of, right? [WORST BEHIND THEM THOUGH right? right?]
[Private to Iris and Bruce, separately]
And thanks. For not letting me do something...really bad.
[Spam for Alana]
[He thinks Alana probably needs more than a straightforward apology, though he's not sure why. Something tells him she doesn't really have friends here, and while it's kind of weird trying to be a friend to someone who could be, like, a school therapist or counselor or something, he also thinks it'd be nice to know that someone's thinking of you.
Or something. He's seriously not over thinking it.
So eventually, Scott makes his way to her door, knocking. He knows there's a dog in there.]
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I'll go make sure the Admiral didn't give us somewhere super flat as an act of vengeance.
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On the plus side, no windswept prairies to wander around. [Hurry up, slowpoke. :3]
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[Maybe he wants to show off a bit. Quicksilver could still kick his ass in a race, but Scott's fast enough to put on the speed and show up at the CES door.]
Now. Hey.
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Wow. Remind me never to try to race you.
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He follows along, pleased it doesn't look like a bad walk before they can start getting down to business.] Speaking of which, I've got your back if you slip.
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But I don't have, like, a mask. Don't you need a mask for something like that?
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How do you wash it? ...You do wash it, right?
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So she doesn't know?
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Actually, yeah, that's okay. I definitely couldn't do back flips before.
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