This wasn't part of the plan...

[chronomancer]

Characters: Eridan and YOU.
Setting: Room 1-10; Dormitory Hallways, attmepting to head towards the cafeteria.
Format: Starting with Action tags, but I'll match your preference.
Summary: In which Eridan wakes up and Is Not Dead, followed by a self-pity storm, followed by a bit of exploration. And oatmeal.
Warnings: Ridiculous amounts of self-pity. Additional warnings will be added as necessary.

Room 1-10.

[Eridan was not having a good day. For one thing, he was having a day in the first place. Which wasn't supposed to happen. He knew that much. For another, looking into the trunk at the feet of the bed he'd woken up in - his? - he found his Time Reels. Completely unreeled. So he's trying really hard not to go into meltdown at the whole situation by carefully trying to fix his damn reels back as they should be. Which wasn't really working out all that well.

So there he is, sitting on his own bed, tangled beyond hope in what seems like miles of film, trying to carefully reel it all back in place. And very casually hyperventilating at the fact he was alive. He really wasn't supposed to be, dammit.]

Dormitory Hallways.

[Having given up on fixing his reels - right now - Eridan chose to explore a bit and see what kind of people were around. He walks around the dormitory hallways, with this defensive, "I have no fucking idea where I am" expression on his face, feeling unnerved and lacking in weapons or defenses.

But he's hungry and the letter said he could find food at the cafeteria, which is where he's hoping to go. At some point. When he stops being hopelessly lost and jumpy about every shadow in the corridors.

Hey, he's not the Hero of Space, alright? Cut him some slack. ...please?]

Comments

[chronomancer]

[Wow. She's so... so... happy. It's kind of jarring and at the same time kind of fascinating. So hey. At least she has his full attention now. Have an indulgent smile because... well, what else is he even supposed to say to THAT?]

Sounds fun.

[metawoof]

[She's even clapping excitedly a little like a doof.] I can show you some stuff if you want! I mean I do not have a chemistry kit here or anything, but I am sure I can show you something. Or the textbooks, but I do not think most people like to read textbooks.

[chronomancer]

That's okay.

[He nods.]

Anythin you wwant to showw me is fine, really.

[metawoof]

Then I can show you, uuummm.... [Hang on, she's gotta think for a minute.] Well, we can always start with the basics like potato battery or something.

[Regardless, she stood dramatically with her feet planted, one fist on her hip, and a finger pointing at Eridan.] OK then! Now you can be my science apprentice! Like the Pupil of Chemistry!! [No Echidna that isn't how you do game titles--]

[chronomancer]

[He seems genuinely interested! Except...]

No one... is going to get hurt, though. Right?

[Better safe than sorry.]

[metawoof]

Of course not! No one's gotten hurt from a potato battery. But I will make sure we do not do anything too dangerous without taken the proper safety precautions!

[Sadly a mad scientist, she ain't yet.]

[chronomancer]

[It's the "yet" that's worrisome.]

Alright. Then I wwould lovve to see your science stuff.

[metawoof]

[Some day. Some day.]

Sweet! [And she jumped a bit in excitement.] It will be awesome, just you wait! OK we will need some potatoes, some copper wires, a clock and some nails aaand those funny alligator clips. [She made a motion as if clipping something closed as she spoke.]

But you can just leave that to me! [THUMBS UP. And with that, she spun on her heel and ran out the door. Hopefully the kitchen had something!]

[chronomancer]

[We live in fear.]

O--

[And off she went. Eridan blinked.]

--kay.

[Well. It wasn't like he was going anywhere... these reels weren't going to untangle themselves on their own.]