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thisavrou2015-10-17 10:57 am
commontype) wrote in thisavrou2015-10-17 10:57 am
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[Eggsy had woken up this morning feeling pretty good considering everything. And that everything being that he was stuck on a space ship until that ship took him home or something like that. It wasn't the worst thing ever. He'd met some good people, some good looking people, and he was in outer fucking space.
He'd gone out to get the post, pressing his thumb to his postbox and pulling out a mask that frankly looked pretty cool. He'd put it on, taken it off, and put it in his room. No big deal.
Then as he's leaving, he stops in the middle of his room, thinking about how much he was missing JB, his pug, and that's when he felt weird. His eyes felt strange and he had sudden vertigo. Everything goes dark.
When he opens his eyes again he knows somethings off. For own thing, he's smaller, his weight spread out differently, and when he looks down at the MID (which is still somehow fucking attached) it's not on his arm, but on a dogs paw. His paw. There aren't any mirrors in his room and he starts to panic, thinking change back, change back now, and he fucking does. Suddenly he's him again, and he's not really sure what's going on.
But, he wouldn't be him if he didn't think that'd it'd be awesome to be a dog for a bit, so he tries to turn and he does. He runs around his room, then gets distracted by the MID and tries to gnaw it off, accidentally turning on the video. The ship gets a nice view of this cute fucker chewing on the MID and then this text:
a;dlskjff fj9394854j ad;lsfjfj
All sent from Eggsy's device.]
He'd gone out to get the post, pressing his thumb to his postbox and pulling out a mask that frankly looked pretty cool. He'd put it on, taken it off, and put it in his room. No big deal.
Then as he's leaving, he stops in the middle of his room, thinking about how much he was missing JB, his pug, and that's when he felt weird. His eyes felt strange and he had sudden vertigo. Everything goes dark.
When he opens his eyes again he knows somethings off. For own thing, he's smaller, his weight spread out differently, and when he looks down at the MID (which is still somehow fucking attached) it's not on his arm, but on a dogs paw. His paw. There aren't any mirrors in his room and he starts to panic, thinking change back, change back now, and he fucking does. Suddenly he's him again, and he's not really sure what's going on.
But, he wouldn't be him if he didn't think that'd it'd be awesome to be a dog for a bit, so he tries to turn and he does. He runs around his room, then gets distracted by the MID and tries to gnaw it off, accidentally turning on the video. The ship gets a nice view of this cute fucker chewing on the MID and then this text:
a;dlskjff fj9394854j ad;lsfjfj
All sent from Eggsy's device.]
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It just happened. I don't even know. I should've changed back, yeah? But you were s'nice and I couldn't make myself.
[Eggsy frowns, then his eyes flick up.]
Y'gotta weak heart? Did I hurt ya?
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[ As if to make that clear, he looks up to the young man, offering him a small smile. The question that follows amuses him in a rather bittersweet way, though, and he shakes his head. ]
No, nothing wrong with my heart. Don't worry. But you can take a seat-- [ Not on the floor, and he gestures to the chair across from him just to make that clear. ] As a person, this time around?
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[He sits down across from where Bruce is sitting, slumped back with his hands shoved deep in his pockets.]
I feel like a wanker, bruv.
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[ He's fine now - he doubts it'd have really triggered a transformation anyway, but the instinct to react is always there. ]
Forget about it. I'm not mad. [ It's all but forgotten by now. As long as the guy doesn't pull that stunt on him again. ] I'm guessing Bob isn't your actual name, though?
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[He grins a little when Bruce mentions Bob.]
I've gotta say, bruv, that you treat animals really well. I mean, like, you didn't act like I was inconveniencin' you or anythin' and you fed me.
S'nice you did that, yeah?
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[ No, not Bob. Nor Robert. That's still his first name, but obviously not the one he goes by. ]
Ah... no, I-- I like dogs. I get along with them better than I do people, usually anyway. They tend to like me more than people do, too.
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[He likes dogs, too. Any animal, really, and he appreciated Bruce's finer treatment of them.]
That's cause their so smart. People don't give 'em enough credit. An animal will love you forever and be the most loyal if you treat 'em right. Just think of me as a dog, then.
[Eggsy grimaces, rolling his eyes at himself.]
Not what I meant, exactly. Just that I think we'll get along.
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[ Smart dogs, at least. Most others will like just about anyone who gives them treats, ear scratches and attention. He grins awkwardly at the last remark, dropping his head to look down at his own plate. ]
Yeah, I know. It'd be a little weird if you expected me to pet you.
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You's got jokes, yeah?
[Which really pleased Eggsy.]
Nah, you ain't gotta pet me. Can if you want, but it ain't somethin' I'd ask for.
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[ A little weird, actually, at least to Bruce. But the guy's so nice and cheerful he doesn't really mind him saying that much at all. ]
And thanks. Most people don't think I'm that funny.
[ Mostly because he tends to make lame and nerdy jokes. (Well, they're funny to him.) ]
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Eh, everyone's funny in their own way, yeah? Just gotta be open to it.
[He leans forward in his seat, studying Bruce.]
You like it here? On the ship, I mean.
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It's not where I'd choose to be. But... it is impressive. There's a lot for me to learn, at least. [ Curious mind like his, it'll keep him busy for a very long time. ] What about you?
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[Eggsy looks around him, sizing the place up.]
Miss home, I guess. Me mum and sis. My pup. [He sighs softly, shrugging because there's nothing he can do about it.]
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[ From all the kinds that Bruce has seen in sci-fi in his world, this is actually far from the worst option.
He smiles a little at the words, and the sentiment. ] Is that why you turned into the dog?
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[Eggsy grins sheepishly, still feeling guilty over that.]
Still don't know how it happened, but can't say it ain't fun.
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[ At least Bruce didn't reveal too much about himself - his first name is already more than enough. ]
As long as you let people know somehow, you'll be fine. People just... don't like feeling like you've tricked them, even if you don't do it on purpose.