11th Wave

[tentacruelest]

[Davy is, at last, waking up in the infirmary after his tiff with Stephanie and Kevin. He's restrained to a bed, but his tentacled beard holds his communicator close as he narrows his eyes at the screen, hissing angrily]


Someone best be coming to let me up. Cast me in Zero if yeh like, but let me up to stretch these limbs-!

I didnae kill the whelp, nor his dog. Let me up.

[Private to the Admiral]

[Nothing. Davy doesn't give gifts. He doesn't like any of you]

Comments

[ichoosefight]

You attacked us for no reason. You volunteered yourself, Cthulu.

[ Why does everyone see right through her, this isn't fair ]

[tentacruelest]

You attacked me. Were yeh never taught not to hop over the fence to the area of a mad, chained dog?

[ichoosefight]

So now suddenly walking a dog constitutes an attack.

[tentacruelest]

Coming anywhere within reach of me is grounds for an attack. I don't know if it's escaped your notice, girl, but I do not invite company upon me. Come near me at your peril.

[ichoosefight]

Oh, you fucking-

[ She is just furious beyond words. ]

You want to behave like a goddamned animal, you should be caged like one. I hope you never go free.

[tentacruelest]

You're right! Instruct my warden, then!

[ichoosefight]

I plan to, freak.

[tentacruelest]

[Sneering, Jones slams his communicator off. He's already had his privileges remarkably slashed, and is waiting for the worst of it to fall.

He wasn't lying when he said he agreed with Steph: he knows perfectly well he belongs caged up]