He's been told about storms before, a while back, but he didn't remember most of it and even if he did, it wouldn't matter much now. It'd be sensible that no two storms would be exactly alike what with the Void being a damn jumbled mess up already.
So he just does his usual rounds to the music storage but doesn't notice the effects right off. It takes a few hours of him in the luggage carriage listening to music, searching for things Peter might like, before he reaches for his speakers and notices his hand is not blue. It is pink. It is very monstrously Barbie pink.
He shouts in surprise as he's suddenly Krylorian colored, so taken aback that he flaps his hand like it might slough the color off just as a shaken reflex. But it's only then that he notices several items in the room has changed.
After a bit of staring he calls out a loud, "This happenin' for you or do I need to get to the medical car?" to whoever is in there with him.
Can't Shake Bad Feelings - Greenhouse
It's a usual check in the greenhouse car and try to work on his powers and he gets that uneasy feeling that he's being watched. Just a creep up his spine, and it has him glancing around, pulling back his coat from his holster, readying to whistle his arrow out if he has to.
He deserves this terrible moment after his awful joke to Katsuya during their last 'mission'. He had told him he'd be a turd and make the setting funnier by writing a random 'Don't Look Up' on a whiteboard to scare the crap out of someone that came behind them. Well, he looks up. The situation wouldn't be funnier if he didn't see Tullk up there among that pained expressions. Oblo. So many people he'd seen die and scream for his help. So many faces of people he'd lost in some way or another.
"What the hell?" he mutters, expression anguished in a way highlighted in every crease, heart-clenching up in his chest because this shit haunts him enough. He promised them he'd join the one day. They just have to wait, they just have to be patient, they needed to let him have a moment where he didn't prepare for inevitability.
Please, just cut him a goddamn break!
Larry Bobbins - Cinema Carriage
Nothing too wierd can happen in the Cinema, right? This is fine. He'll do fine. He'll just find a nice little movie and kick back and-
Great. Cool. He sure loves this.
By the time someone finds him he's already in the second act, still blue and with his fin but dressed much like an Edwardian butler carrying a red umbrella with a gold handle very reminiscent of his arrow slung over his shoulder. He's snooping around a very wealthy-looking house being tailed by two proper kids, a stereotypical English boy and girl, following him around in aggressively wealthy children's clothes and he's just looking annoyed.
"I said y'all can just do what ya want. I dunno. What the shit do you even want from me?"
"But Mr. Bobbins! You're supposed to help us tidy up our room!"
"Okay, fine! We'll go clean your room." And when he turns to walk down the corridor, the scene abruptly changes and he finds himself grabbing a doorframe in surprise. He nearly falls down, stumbling in from there, children giggling behind him. "You're such a silly man."
"Silly man, my ass. I'm confused." He drops the umbrella to the ground, and as if he's directing his arrow he starts to whistle and lift items, letting them drift around the room to the areas he sort of suspects they go. The plot tells him that it'll work? So he'll go with that.
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So he just does his usual rounds to the music storage but doesn't notice the effects right off. It takes a few hours of him in the luggage carriage listening to music, searching for things Peter might like, before he reaches for his speakers and notices his hand is not blue. It is pink. It is very monstrously Barbie pink.
He shouts in surprise as he's suddenly Krylorian colored, so taken aback that he flaps his hand like it might slough the color off just as a shaken reflex. But it's only then that he notices several items in the room has changed.
After a bit of staring he calls out a loud, "This happenin' for you or do I need to get to the medical car?" to whoever is in there with him.
He deserves this terrible moment after his awful joke to Katsuya during their last 'mission'. He had told him he'd be a turd and make the setting funnier by writing a random 'Don't Look Up' on a whiteboard to scare the crap out of someone that came behind them. Well, he looks up. The situation wouldn't be funnier if he didn't see Tullk up there among that pained expressions. Oblo. So many people he'd seen die and scream for his help. So many faces of people he'd lost in some way or another.
"What the hell?" he mutters, expression anguished in a way highlighted in every crease, heart-clenching up in his chest because this shit haunts him enough. He promised them he'd join the one day. They just have to wait, they just have to be patient, they needed to let him have a moment where he didn't prepare for inevitability.
Please, just cut him a goddamn break!
Great. Cool. He sure loves this.
By the time someone finds him he's already in the second act, still blue and with his fin but dressed much like an Edwardian butler carrying a red umbrella with a gold handle very reminiscent of his arrow slung over his shoulder. He's snooping around a very wealthy-looking house being tailed by two proper kids, a stereotypical English boy and girl, following him around in aggressively wealthy children's clothes and he's just looking annoyed.
"I said y'all can just do what ya want. I dunno. What the shit do you even want from me?"
"But Mr. Bobbins! You're supposed to help us tidy up our room!"
"Okay, fine! We'll go clean your room." And when he turns to walk down the corridor, the scene abruptly changes and he finds himself grabbing a doorframe in surprise. He nearly falls down, stumbling in from there, children giggling behind him. "You're such a silly man."
"Silly man, my ass. I'm confused." He drops the umbrella to the ground, and as if he's directing his arrow he starts to whistle and lift items, letting them drift around the room to the areas he sort of suspects they go. The plot tells him that it'll work? So he'll go with that.