driftfleet | 004 - Text; oh space balls

Who: Clay Terran and ALL of you!!
Broadcast: Yeh
Action: On the Vanquish!
When: January 2nd

[Clay was having a good time exploring the temples. He was all about them temples. So, of course, he feels very bitter about having to cut the exploration short due to catching a cold. A cold. And on top of that, one of his crewmates is gone. He was about to tell Koushiro that hey, the captain caught a cold too, and... well. Normally he'd bounce back from all this and move on, but with the cold quickly and progressively getting worse and worse...

So he's in his bed, covers up over his head and very. Very. Bored. And it's only been a day since he was ordered bed rest! He could be exploring the temples more. He could be learning about the salt mines. He could be continuing his research for his star charts, but no, that has to be put off too. Ugh, this will mess him up...

With a groan, he rolls over, pats for his device, and decides to type since he doesn't want to cough in everyone's faces:]

what do u do to entertain yourself when youre stukc n bed 4ever

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I know. I wasn't happy with my sinuses.

[Stupid nose]

The T-Rex heard the sneeze, but it wasn't sure if anyone was in there, since sneezes are pretty quiet. So it stared into our car, as I slowly tried to move for the door.

And then when it was hovering by the window of one of my non-fighter friends- it roared, which caused her to scream in fright. Which that definitely gave us away. It started shoving at the car-

So, in a split second decision- I lit the flare, dove out of that car door, yelled at the people in the car to shut the door and then...

[rubbing his neck a little]

I ran like hell.

[....... Okay, what

what

the hell was he thinking.

Clay just stares, opens his mouth as if to say how utterly stupid that sounds - then shuts it, lowers his head to press a finger to his forehead, and lets out one of those sighs. Okay. Okay, Allen said he was younger and reckless, so - okay.

Still, he'll at least raise his head again to say something.]

Someone at least told you what a bad idea that was, right? I mean - Were you okay? Did you...

[Look Allen has some very worrisome scars DID ONE OF THOSE COME FROM THAT]

Edited 2016-01-10 04:09 (UTC)

[Uuuuugh this is why he had the disclaimer]

Yes, everyone has told me it was a reckless idea. Even my girlfriend who had insisted we needed to do something to help. [There was just no winning with her.]

But it turned out fine. There were a couple other people had also left their cars to lure the T-Rex away and with their help, we managed to get it far enough away that it got distracted by something in the jungle and left the area.

[He can't help but grumble a bit bitterly to himself] Though I don't remember any of them getting lectured.

[DISCLAIMERS CAN'T SAVE YOU ALLEN

Still, he can't help smiling a bit from that last part.]

You know they lecture because they care about you, right?

[It's sure why he was about to do it. Although that kind of implies that the other people had no one that cared about them, and that's kind of sad.]

Though yeah, they should've gotten something similar. That's not fair to you or them.

[a sigh]

Yes, I know it's because they care- and I know I'm lucky to have people who care about me. I am grateful for that. [He leans back and rubs the back of his neck] But it felt like...every time something came up, there'd be people who'd try to keep me out of it or get pissed that I got involved. Which I know they cared...but I'm an Exorcist. It's my job to handle giant, scary monsters. I'm not saying I didn't make mistakes back then or some of my choices weren't reckless, but... [He pauses as he tries to think of how to put it.] Well, it'd be like if I tried to stop you from going into space because I felt it was dangerous.

[Though okay space is way more dangerous than a T-Rex. WAY MORE. And he makes a little huff as he crosses his arms. He's not mad at Clay, if anything he's glad to hear Clay say that, but still it's annoying to think about.]

Yeah, well, they were superheroes. Apparently wearing spandex and using a stupid code name lets you do whatever you want.

Ha... superheroes?

[Clay's smile widens as he turns his head to look forward again, eyes shut and with the back of his hand against his forehead. Superheroes, too. Well, they had a green lantern on the Vanquish for a brief amount of time, so that makes sense!]

To me, just about everyone I've met here is pretty super. Everyone has such cool powers, and you're all capable of doing almost anything. Having spandex and a codename shouldn't mean you're better than anyone else.

[But... he does open his eyes a bit to give a mischievous smile.]

Maybe if we put you in spandex and painted an 'E' on your chest, they'd stop lecturing you.

That's what they called themselves-

[And you know, he was about to say something else to that, but then Clay starts to tease. He makes a surprised laugh and swats the air near Clay]

No way! That'd be so cheesy!

[He swats a bit at the air too, though his is a bit weaker compared to Allen's. Sicknesses kind of take your whole body out]

Come on, just picture it. [He holds up his arms, as if he were framing a scene] You standing there in a triumphant pose, in black spandex with a white 'E' right there... You'd be taken totally seriously.

Yeah right I'd be taken seriously. That sounds ridiculous. [He scoffs at that. What a bad mental image.] I did have to wear a uniform- but thankfully there was no spandex in it.

Oh? [He raises his eyebrows, hands lowering down to rest on his chest.] What was yours like? Non-spandexy, obviously.

Um...it was black? [How do you describe clothes] And um, there was a badge on the chest, the rose cross for the Black Order? ...I could probably show you a picture sometime. But there was definitely no spandex!

Edited 2016-01-11 06:24 (UTC)

I'd like to see it, it sounds cool. But if there's no spandex, then what was it made out of? [He turns to his side, just to face Allen better, and glances up and down his body a bit] Something suitable for fighting giant monsters?

Ah...I don't remember, exactly. I haven't worn it in a long time. [Like years man] But yeah! They were regularly making adjustments to it to make it better for battle.

Man, that sounds so cool... [He presses his cheek against the pillow slightly with a giddy little smile.] I wish I could see -

[Oh, but then there's the sound of tiny claws scratching against the door. Clay lifts his head a bit, gives a knowing smile, then lowers his head again while giving Allen his attention.]

Wanna let Cosmos in for me?

[Yes, you have permission to ignore the patient and play with the pup if you want]

[Oh don't worry Clay. By the time you finished that sentence, Allen's already reaching the ladder to climb up to get Cosmos]

Hey there!

[oh my god he's so cute...]

[And Clay just grins, because lol he totally knew that would happen.

Cosmos, meanwhile, just stops for a few seconds because whoa, this is not Clay. Still, he cautiously leans forward to sniff at him. Hmmmmm. HMMMMMMMM.]

[Oh Allen is already positively enamored by this cute creature. He has a weakness for dogs, and well- foxes are just as close]

[He holds out his hand to be sniffed]

I'm Allen. It's nice to meet you Cosmos!

[And Cosmos sniffs at that hand for a bit. HMMMMMMMMM.

Then he sort of rocks back a bit before doing that thing. You know, when a pup slowly walks forward while raising his front paws up high? Yup. That thing.]

Ha... think he likes you.