closedish/catch all;

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Who: Andyr Prince + people for plotted things
When: 8/25 through september probably
Where: Varies
What: Creepin, voodoo, jellyfish. This is a catch-all, idk.
Warnings: Andyr being weird, will post warnings on individual threads



[[ ooc; see thread headers for location/date - if you want to just hit Andyr up for whatever action thing, feel free to toss it here, or shoot me a pm or pp at wuzzafuzzle for plotting \o/ ]]

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8/25, Vemon; creeping in the vet clinic

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[ andyr's stalk list has grown mildly smaller since the first week or so on board, shrunk down from 'near everyone' to just about a third of the crew he either considers suspicious or someone he just likes. ahab's made it onto the list of the latter, thus, after learning where he works (and laughing about it for a few minutes), he'd been put onto the list of people to look in on when he's making his rounds through the vents, occasionally also cleaning. like, you know, his job description says.

he'd just finished lunch (and brought some of it with him into the vents, because his metabolism is ridiculous and he's always hungry), and now finds himself hanging out over the grate just above venom's work station, watching the dog that seems to follow him around everywhere. and is maybe smelling the french fries he has up here with him. eventually, he pops the grate open and speaks up from the ceiling overhead, as if venom was perfectly aware he was there (he may be, andyr isn't all that great at sneaking). ]

Why's the dog got an eye patch?

[alterplex]

[ If Venom were to make a file for Andyr Prince, it would probably be labeled 'ventilation expert'.

The thing is, after being subjected to this many, many times, even the most bizarre mode of conversation becomes routine. Acclimatization is a hell of a reality, and Venom hasn't protested Andyr's propensity to show up, unannounced, in the spaces above him. After all, if he thought that the kid was here to do harm, he would have dealt with the issue a long time ago.

So he just tips his chin up as per usual, a fresh set of towels in one hand. He definitely doesn't look surprised, even if his canine counterpart expresses his excitement with a few quick circles around his owner's legs. ]

To match. [ Is his placid joke for the day, bionic tapping at his own eyepatch. ] It's what we did in 1984.

[ Venom's casual enough with Andyr now to give him a little bit of shit, congratulations. ]

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[ he is an expert by now, okok.

his eyes are more on the dog now, watching him turn excited circles around Ahab's legs, wondering at how he even got a dog with him here, and smiling a bit, before he squint back at said dog's owner. who is much more lame. seriously, bro? ]

Made your pets match you? Christ, I'm glad that habit died out.

[ considering people who owned KNs usually looked at them as not much more than pets. Not that Andyr was ever safe or docile enough to sell off (not that they would, with how valuable his genetic template is), but it's nice that wasn't another step down in degradation. ]

Is he actually blind in that eye or are you just annoying the hell outta him?