you can be afraid of it

[handelaar]

CHARACTERS: Netherlands and ?????
LOCATION: Gardens, hallways, etc
WARNINGS: Nothin' yet!
SUMMARY: Open log for the event + after if you'd like
NOTES: As usual cool with both [action] or prose, you pick I'll follow c:


GARDENS:

[With the entire goddamned ship on lockdown, anyone who needs - or wants - access to the Oxygen Gardens and isn't a member of the department has to be let in manually. It's a pain in the ass, but he's not about to deny anyone access to the best location on board unless they're also a pain in the ass.

In between working and unintentional wandering, he checks the doors on an hourly schedule. There's a scribble on them, in tight-lined and bold charcoal, in his almost unreadable handwriting, announcing that the doors will be checked on the hour between the hours of 11:00 and 21:00.

That might not always be the case, but given the lack of network, it's the best he can do. In the meantime he tries to alert other department members, tries to set up a schedule.

(Feel free to thread out two people loitering around stuck outside the doors if you want to! They can decide to leave or have Ned open the doors or another member of the dept is free to come in w/e w/e.

Also feel free to leave IC passive-aggressive notes or creepy doodles.)



As for once one is inside the Gardens - if he's there, he's usually attempting to work. Sometimes blanking out and walking off in the middle of a conversation. At least at first, his mural can be found either dogging his steps, jumping nearer when all eyes and backs are turned, and if he's not there it stays on the first wall upon entry.

Once he figures it out, this might change.]


HALLWAYS:

[And then sometimes he's in the middle of working and blinks aware, suddenly somewhere else entirely and with no idea how he got there. Those who catch him in the act will have a hard time yanking him back to reality unless they literally yank him. Maybe into a wall. We just don't know.

The thousand-yard-stare he has while traversing also means that he's liable to walk right into - anyone in the way. Hi. You're in his way.]


OTHER:

[hit me up here! we can do the things.]

Comments

Hallways

[foundafamily]

[Firo's a rude person at the best of times. When he's antsy and running low on sleep due to the ship's shenanigans? Forget it.

So this time he doesn't take getting bumped into well. He stumbles back and straightens to look up at Netherlands. Even though he doesn't hold anything against him, he's not just letting this slide.]

Hey! What the hell're you doin'?

yoooooo hi c:

[handelaar]

[He's barely sparing Firo a glance and moving along, that's what. It's harder when the little guy is totally in his way - in the end he shifts back and forth and then just attempts to shove Firo aside.]

Hello! :D

[foundafamily]

[Though certainly little and easy to shove aside, Firo doesn't take it well. He tries to dig in his heels and, when that fails, he whirls around and follows. Hey, he has nothing better to do.]

Hey! The hell's the matter with you?

[handelaar]

[And off they trot down the hall, a strange little two-person parade. If Netherlands cares that he's being followed -


yeah, he doesn't care. Barely even seems to register Firo's voice from behind and certainly doesn't answer.]

[foundafamily]

[Like a teacup yorkie nipping at the heels of a Great Dane, Firo continues to follow. He can't let this go unanswered.]

Where exactly are you goin' that's so important, huh?

[handelaar]

[Apparently at least some of the yapping gets through, though it doesn't slow him down at all.]

Dunno.

[y great answer a+]

[foundafamily]

You don't even know and you can't spare a second for a god damn apology?

[Is this guy messing with him? Firo trots a little faster to try and get a peek at his face. Not that it tends to give much away.]

sure thought I tagged this orz

[handelaar]

[Yeahhh he doesn't even react to that.

Firo just punch him or trip him or something.]

Quite all right! /pats your back

[foundafamily]

[Firo doesn't need much coercion to turn to violence, but he does (did?) like this guy, so drastic action may have to wait.

But darting out in front of the guy and trying to physically shove him back with both hands doesn't count as "drastic" to Firo, so that's what he does.]

haha ty!

[handelaar]

[SUCCESS!

Sort of.

It's half that Firo shoves him, and half that - wherever he's going - he's not expecting anything to get in the way underfoot, and so trips at the same time. Either way, success. Firo shoves him and he falls into the nearest wall and immediately after growls out a vehement Christ while rubbing his head.]

[foundafamily]

[Close enough--! Firo folds his arms and stands in front of Netherlands. He'd be trying to loom if his height allowed.]

Are you payin' attention now?

[handelaar]

[To say that he's surprised to see Firo there is an understatement - dude literally jumps in place and takes a step back before everything catches up. That it's Firo and therefore probably not a cause for alarm, and that he wasn't- Oh, damn. Wasn't paying attention, huh.

After the initial shock wears off he heaves a sigh and sags in on himself a little while nodding, shoulders slumping.]

Yeah.

[Just gonna smear his hand down his face.]

I'm here.

[foundafamily]

[Firo blinks when Ned jumps--he expected some sort of retaliation.]

What the hell are you so surprised for? You act like a jerk and of course somebody's gonna do that to you.

[He still hasn't realized that Ned wasn't purposefully ignoring him.]

[handelaar]

Didn't know you were there.

[Which doesn't. Actually explain much.]

[foundafamily]

But I've been talkin' to you the whole time!

[It's not as if Firo's a quiet person.]

[handelaar]

Ah. [Cue awkward Jeopardy music, as he shoves his hands in his pockets and shifts his weight and wonders how much he should say, really.] Sorry. Been - that's happened a lot, lately.

[foundafamily]

What? You just go temporarily deaf? Is that what I gotta look forward to when I've been around this place as long as you have?

[handelaar]

Temporarily - [vague hand wave] - not here.

[Also yes, is the unspoken answer. Yes, you probably do have that to look forward to, Firo, or something like it.]

[foundafamily]

[He sighs.]

Great.

You know, you should probably do somethin' about that. People're gonna start thinkin' you're crazy

[handelaar]

[He jams his hands in his jumpsuit pockets, bites his lip.]

You do, then.

[foundafamily]

[He raises an eyebrow.]

No, I just think you're weird. Least for now.

[handelaar]

For now.

[Cue brow pinch.]

[foundafamily]

Yeah.

[He shrugs.]

I mean, I probably wouldn't be too surprised if you did somethin' really crazy, but as a' right now I wouldn't call you crazy.

[handelaar]

[omg firo he doesn't get you at all. His entire expression is a grumpy version of 'wat'. But it shifts, reluctant maybe-understanding taking its place as he nods.]

Weird, but not crazy.

[Hm.]

[foundafamily]

Exactly.

[He puts his hands on his hips and nods, glad that he's made himself understood.

...And only a moment later does he wonder if Ned may have been offended.]

I mean, you barely talk. I can't call you normal.

[handelaar]

[HEY!]

What's wrong with being quiet.

[foundafamily]

[Firo shrugs.]

Nothin'. I got quiet friends back home. You're just... too quiet.

[handelaar]

[He crosses his arms and is just generally biggest sulkiest child over this news.]

I'm fine quiet.

[foundafamily]

Accordin' to you. I'd say completely ignorin' people is too quiet.

Anyway, don't you get bored not talkin' to people?

[Because people like Firo provide such stimulating conversation, obviously.]