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 Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 1:30 pm
"Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh," Sasha was muttering the words like a mantra as she lowered the scarf from her eyes just in time to see Jerry careen into a tent pole like a lunatic.
She would not hyperventilate. She would not hyperventilate.
Sasha suddenly remembered she had his glasses.
"Oh gosh Jerry, auuughh." Should she throw the glasses? No, what if they broke? "JERRY I HAVE YOUR GLASSES!! Can you come get them or do I .. oh gosh .. Okay I'm coming over there but you better be covered up or I am going to be very, very upset with you!! More upset than I already am okay mister!?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 1:33 pm
"I... I d-don't know what I did!" Jerry groaned from the snow, but made sure he was properly covered up and oh god he did not want ANYONE to see him naked right now okay? This was all Wash's fault, he told him he TOLD him not to go into that tent but did he listen? Noooooo and here he was.
He lay limp on the ground, bundled up from ankle to neck with an unhappy expression on his face, "I was almost eaten by a whale," He managed dimly, "Sasha... Sasha why am I so delicious? Everything wanted to eat me."
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 1:45 pm
Sasha snuck a peek; Jerry was suitably covered. Okay. So he was naked under that blanket, Sasha could deal with that.
"Here," she whimpered, tossing his glasses at him before turning her back.
"Get up. I'll ... ughhh. Jerry, gosh darn it. I'll walk you back to.. where ever you left your clothes. Hurry up, though." She was sounding a little huffy, almost breathless.
"And I don't know why you're delicious, Jerry. All I know is that you reek of salt water and .. and fish. It's awful."
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 1:56 pm
((Entering))
Walking past, Clarice had noted all the blanketed trainees with that post-penguin daze. Turning she saw Sasha helping Jerry and gave her a big smile and a thumbs up. Beside her H looked took in the scene, eyebrows raised. He offered Sasha an enigmatic smile before he and his assistant continued on their way.
((Exiting))
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 2:15 pm
Post-penguin daze? No wonder the tech had been so happy. Everyone else had already either fallen to the dastardly penguin wiles or been warned away. Madison huffed as she waddled towards the blanket piles, looking tiny and cute and really really annoyed. "Wark," she squawked, launching herself at the nearest trainee and delivering an irritated peck to their ankle.
((Can be whoever! Anyone wants to get pecked?))
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 2:16 pm
"I'm sorry," He wobbled, brain aching from the mental rebound as he tried his best to wobble to his feet while keeping the blanket intact. He couldn't feel his toes.
As he pulled his glasses onto his face, he caught a glimpse of H and Clarice's look, his face going red, "Um... ah... unless... someone moved them they're er... in Tent Four um... oh gosh, Sasha I'm ah... I'm sorry um... th-thanks for... fr holding onto my eyes for me? Ahahaha..."
He felt like he was going to vomit fish all over the snow at any moment. This was ridiculous.
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 2:30 pm
Harrison gave Jordan another eyebrow.
"Yeah. Sure." He left the tin and apple on the ice. "Don't kill anyone with that ball of yours," he told Seven, and followed Jordan to the tent.
[Exit]
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 2:33 pm
"Jerrryyyyyyyy," Sasha wailed again, quietly this time. "This is so embarrassing. Gosh, oh gosh, just... Just get up. Come on. I'll.. I'll walk you to the tent, okay?" She could not beeeeliieeeeeve that the doctor and Clarice had just wandered by and seen everything. "We'll.. auugh. I'll take you to get your clothes.. and.. then you can take a shower, gosh. Jerry just hurry up, I don't want you to freeze, okay?" Nona was laughing raucously in her mind. Sasha could kind of see the humor of it all. Kind of.
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 3:40 pm
"Nice... " cold "Hot shower sounds great," Jerry laughed, about as frazzled as he hippity-skipped over the frozen ground towards the tent. He hoped to God no one had moved his clothes or he was pretty sure Sasha would spontaneously combust.
And he would die of shame shortly after.
[exit]
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 4:17 pm
Aleister warked at Harrison as he nudged the ball back, Aleister's tail wiggled happily. He waddled around having the chain wrapped around his shoulders.
However, he paused. Huh... he waddled off away from the others so he could do birdy business leaving the blanket for a few seconds at the top of a bank. When he was done he waddled back and shimmied back under the blanket waddling back towards the tent and other penguins before feeling a bit dizzy.
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 5:13 pm
Carrying around his clothes as a penguin was very, very difficult. Through a combination of luck and skill, Wilson had managed to get Gramps around his penguin neck, although perhaps it would have taken less time if someone hadn’t been whinnying loudly with laughter in his head. Wilson squawked, dropping the neck of his jacket so he could flop on the ice and rest for a moment. Trying to tote all of his clothes was probably a horrible, meticulous idea. He waddled back to his feet and eyed his pile of clothes, wondering which piece to take. It didn’t take long for him to decide. The pants were the first to go. neutral
Cue the image of a penguin pulling Wilson’s pants with his beak. Eventually Wilson grew tired of dragging it around and decided to simply make a temporary nest on his pants (that didn’t sound weird at all).
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 5:31 pm
Now though? They were smelly. They kept pecking at things. She SWORE she saw one with giant purple blades on its feat, but had chalked it up to exhaustion and ignored it.
Ignore it, that is, until she saw one of the penguins toting around Wilson's goggles and clothing. Aw hell no. Ami marched over to it and said, "The ********>" If she really thought about it, Ami could've seen Wilson giving his clothing to some poor penguin in the middle of nowhere, but the goggles? No way. That was his weapon. His partner.
Without even thinking about it, Ami carefully crept up to the penguin and tried to awkwardly angle the goggles off him without actually upsetting the penguin. Goddammit this friendship thing was too hard.
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 5:48 pm
Wilson squawked curiously when someone loomed over him, cursing quietly. When he looked up he found a certain Ami standing in front of him. At first he was glad to find a familiar face, but when she scooped him into her arms with the intention of taking off his goggles, Wilson quickly realized that she couldn’t recognize him at all (duh, he was a penguin). He wriggled in Ami’s grasp, waving his flippers at the trainee in hopes of convincing her to drop him and let him keep his weapon. Wilson couldn’t bring himself to peck her. Instead he continued to squawk loudly and thrash around.
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 5:50 pm
With gaze averted, Sasha followed behind Jerry.
Please, please let his clothes be in that tent.
[[Exiting]]
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 5:53 pm
"JESUS ******** CHRIST," Ami shouted, cursing the fact that she was even alive. Seriously. Why did she become a hunter. She was sitting here fighting with a penguin over a pair of goggles.
In Ami's defense, she put up a fight. She really did TRY to get those goggles.
For about five seconds.
Nearly immediately she dropped the penguin, not caring about the penguin's well-being at all. After all, it was just a penguin. "
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