[ This is actually kind of interesting to watch. It's fascinating that Keaton has relatively little trouble finding a somewhat peaceful state of mind. He follows directions well, which is a bonus.
Now he just has to take his own advice. He tries to calm himself despite the shaking and lurching forward of the ship, thinking of pleasant memories he's had with others, both here and in his previous world.
It grows quiet in the ship, and eventually, it shakes a little less. It's almost as if he can feel Keaton's own state of peacefulness influencing his thoughts.
[ oh, he's definitely enjoying himself! to the point where he doesn't notice things becoming calmer around him and stabilizing, to where his vacant staring off into space probably doesn't seem as weird or awkward. ]
Huh? [ even though his 'meditation' of sorts is broken up, he quickly turns his head to look at Percival. his tail picks up speed, causing dust to scatter out from it, and he nods. ]
Yeah. I was thinking about home, about my cave full of bones. [ he pauses, scratching his cheek. ] I left them all nice and wet, like I normally do, but... I guess they're gone now.
[ WHICH IS DISHEARTENING but that's okay, he now has plenty of time to surround himself in more bones now. different ones, in all shapes and sizes. wowee! ]
Huh. Felt like just the right amount. [ and he's taking that credit and running with it, as he stretches out and back. he can't really kick his feet up, but he's totally doing it in his mind. ]
Yeah! My bones. Mmm, I had so many from different creatures. Humans, animals... humans, more humans. Of course, they were just reminders to poachers that if they wanted this fur, they'd have to win!
[ Percival is, for lack of a better word, feeling quite shook. Clearly, Keaton isn't a human. That much is pretty easy to tell given his ears and tail, but given that he was pretty familiar with the Erune race, he doesn't seem out of the ordinary.
Being calmed by the thought of his ... bones, though?! ]
Of course I'm not into bones, I'm a human, not a dog! [ Besides that's intensely creepy, and not that he'd ever try to go after Keaton's fur, but?!
His outburst makes the ship shake all over again, and Percival realizes what he's done. ]
Ugh! Nevermind, don't elaborate on your creepy bone fantasies. Keep your thoughts to yourself.
There's nothing creepy about them! They're bones. What, are you afraid of them?
[ narrowing his eyes, there's a sparkle in them that wasn't there before. the sudden tremble of the ship gets him to break that mischievous nature starting to come out, and he immediately withdraws back into his seat. he probably shouldn't be trying to touch Percival while he's maintaining control of the ship, but... ]
But my creepy bone fantasies are the only things that keep me warm at night! [ he sticks his tongue out. ] Maybe they'll keep you warm, too?
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keaton - intro log nov 2017
[ This is actually kind of interesting to watch. It's fascinating that Keaton has relatively little trouble finding a somewhat peaceful state of mind. He follows directions well, which is a bonus.
Now he just has to take his own advice. He tries to calm himself despite the shaking and lurching forward of the ship, thinking of pleasant memories he's had with others, both here and in his previous world.
It grows quiet in the ship, and eventually, it shakes a little less. It's almost as if he can feel Keaton's own state of peacefulness influencing his thoughts.
It's because that's exactly what's happening. ]
Enjoying yourself?
no subject
Huh? [ even though his 'meditation' of sorts is broken up, he quickly turns his head to look at Percival. his tail picks up speed, causing dust to scatter out from it, and he nods. ]
Yeah. I was thinking about home, about my cave full of bones. [ he pauses, scratching his cheek. ] I left them all nice and wet, like I normally do, but... I guess they're gone now.
[ WHICH IS DISHEARTENING but that's okay, he now has plenty of time to surround himself in more bones now. different ones, in all shapes and sizes. wowee! ]
You, uh... you're pretty commanding.
what the fuck i'm dying
He expects for the other man to allude to some sort of memory from back home, but not like this. Did he just say his cave full of bones?! ]
Your... bones... ? [ What ]
should've seen the first draft tbh
Yeah! My bones. Mmm, I had so many from different creatures. Humans, animals... humans, more humans. Of course, they were just reminders to poachers that if they wanted this fur, they'd have to win!
[ and he's alive, so. clearly no one won. ]
You don't look like a bone kind of person though.
doushite
Being calmed by the thought of his ... bones, though?! ]
Of course I'm not into bones, I'm a human, not a dog! [ Besides that's intensely creepy, and not that he'd ever try to go after Keaton's fur, but?!
His outburst makes the ship shake all over again, and Percival realizes what he's done. ]
Ugh! Nevermind, don't elaborate on your creepy bone fantasies. Keep your thoughts to yourself.
bone fantasies, huh.
[ narrowing his eyes, there's a sparkle in them that wasn't there before. the sudden tremble of the ship gets him to break that mischievous nature starting to come out, and he immediately withdraws back into his seat. he probably shouldn't be trying to touch Percival while he's maintaining control of the ship, but... ]
But my creepy bone fantasies are the only things that keep me warm at night! [ he sticks his tongue out. ] Maybe they'll keep you warm, too?
[ turning to look out the front, he blinks. ]
Hey. That's a big rock! I want it!
[ and it's coming right for the ship. ]