[ He honestly wasn't sure what to expect in spite of unknowingly sharing living space with these creatures for the past week. An upset, crying alien was on the list, but avoiding that particular end would've been preferable. ]
Oi... It's okay, we're here now, you can calm down. Right? --Akira, maybe you should say something to him too. [ His arms are wrapped around a partially unzipped backpack that holds the creature, allowing it air but not the chance to escape. He activates the capsule interface on his BCE, watching as '14' lurches out to open for them. ]
[holds the rest of their supplies: some towels, a makeshift bed for dogs, a water bottle, the supply of coolant the commander gave him, and a notepad. he's not sure how they're supposed to get more coolant— they'll probably have to put in extra work around the base.
watches the small crying alien as noctis jostles it, a light frown but otherwise says nothing. maybe too much talking would just scare it. but maybe he can try, stepping into the capsule right after noctis.]
Come on, I have coolant for you here. If we feed you, will you stop? [NAILED IT.]
... what the hell was that? [ IMMEDIATE CRITICISM ]
You're supposed to talk to 'em in a calm voice; that's what they say about dogs. [ Which only makes it cry louder, earning a wince from Noctis as he starts the trek to his own room. Time to hide this from Angel... ]
Maybe it's mad 'cause it doesn't have a name yet. Ahh... either way, we can't keep saying "it".
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disaster alien adoption
Oi... It's okay, we're here now, you can calm down. Right? --Akira, maybe you should say something to him too. [ His arms are wrapped around a partially unzipped backpack that holds the creature, allowing it air but not the chance to escape. He activates the capsule interface on his BCE, watching as '14' lurches out to open for them. ]
It's okay... Ah, seriously...
all i did was post a joke and now we're here
watches the small crying alien as noctis jostles it, a light frown but otherwise says nothing. maybe too much talking would just scare it. but maybe he can try, stepping into the capsule right after noctis.]
Come on, I have coolant for you here. If we feed you, will you stop? [NAILED IT.]
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You're supposed to talk to 'em in a calm voice; that's what they say about dogs. [ Which only makes it cry louder, earning a wince from Noctis as he starts the trek to his own room. Time to hide this from Angel... ]
Maybe it's mad 'cause it doesn't have a name yet. Ahh... either way, we can't keep saying "it".
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[yeah, using "it" is rough... morgana already came with a name, so this is way different.]
Dani California. Popular in America. [or something.]