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How long was this trip supposed to be? How long have they been out here? The days seemed to drag on as endlessly as the twisted corridors did, did no one else notice? Was there anyone else to notice?

The impossibly massive ship made every noise it could but it’s rooms would empty and silent and dead

He didn’t realize he had been screaming until his throat and lungs began to burn from strain*

#pole rlay #pushing things onto Jon again

theman-withthe-dustpan

* his paws claw at the door, huffing and growling as he struggled with the mechanism. He was in a bad mood before this, but now he felt ready rip this door off its gears and sink his teeth into the first thing he sees

… weird, not what he usually thinks but he’s not going to question it right now, shoving his snout into the small opening he managed to get before forcing the door the rest of the way open

He barely gets think to consider what might happen when the rest of the crew sees him before hearing something…*

theman-withthe-dustpan

*he blinked up at Jimmy, stopping across from him and even opening his mouth to say something before remembering that he couldn’t

He looks down at his paws for a moment, he honestly didn’t know anything about werewolves, or much about canines in general

Did Jimmy? Jon didn’t know much about what Jimmy liked or if he had pets in past, but he wasn’t immediately freaking out seeing a wolf in hall

Would it be a better idea to stick near him or go into hiding until he turns back?*

nottakingresponsibility

He seemed... civilized. That's good, at least. He wasn't entirely sure what else to make of this interaction. The silence wasn't entirely uncomfortable anymore. In full honesty, he's never really been good with any sort of animal. Though, dogs did always kind of intimidate him. He didn't like how loud they were and how aggressive he's known some to be. He let his limbs relax, they'd start hurting if he kept stressing himself over something that was clearly fine. Communication is hard, he'd have to rely on visuals. He was just under the assumption Jon couldn't really talk. He never really learnt charades. Could be interesting. He kept his distance that he currently had, becoming progressively more comfortable with the fact there was a werewolf on the ship now, apparently.

theman-withthe-dustpan

*he looks down the hall again as he licks his lips again

He wants to ask Jimmy what he thinks, making a whine like noise before he can really stop himself, honestly he’s surprised at the noise itself*

nottakingresponsibility

Was this his form of communicating. ...What an odd sound. Was he upset or just trying to ask a question? It was really hard to tell. Well, if he got his assumption wrong, it's not like he could be blamed. "...Do you uh. Want to stay by me or something? I don't... really know if other people on the Tulpar would be too fond of whatever this is. I'm not sure how we'd really communicate but. Worth a shot." He shrugged. He was getting kind of bored on his own anyways.

theman-withthe-dustpan

*he looked down the hall again with a huff, he really wanted to be alone but that idea was seeming more and more like the worse idea out of the two

He sighed heavily before sitting down, looking at Jimmy. There wasn’t much he could do in this form, so simply following Jimmy was all he could do for now

He tried to convince himself it might actually be fun, he could learn more about Jimmy or what he does during the day, but his sour mood hasnt quite left*

nottakingresponsibility

He let out an exaggerated sigh, his foot tapping against the floor in thought. Maybe that was the wrong guess. He wished that Jon could just... talk. Somehow. Though, it does look like it'd be really difficult anyways. His plan was simple, he'd just... go back to where he came from on his isolated little section of the ship, and if Jon wanted to, he could follow. If he didn't, then he could... do whatever else. He didn't really care. His life up here hasn't really been that interesting, so it'd probably be boring either way. In fact, he couldn't even consider himself good company. Especially if the other person happens to be agitated. He couldn't promise anything, and it would be rather stupid to assume he could. But, if he doesn't do anything now, they'd just kind of be stuck in this awkward position until one or the other got tired. "I am going to... go on with my day and life. Do what you will...?" A very clear sentence that should avoid any further confusion. He hoped, anyways. So, he whirled around, already walking off in the other direction. He might regret this, it very well depends.

theman-withthe-dustpan

*his ear flicks as he listens, watching him turn and start walking for a moment before getting up to follow him

He knew there wasn’t much to do around the ship as a human, he couldn’t imagine there was anything he could do as a wolf, but at least he could.. watch Jimmy

Yeah that sounds just as boring as being alone, but if he followed Jimmy he wouldn’t have to fight any doors open*

nottakingresponsibility

He looked over his shoulder, noting the decision. It didn't matter much, that's kind of why he made the move to leave in the first place. He wasn't that interesting, he didn't really know what to do. It was just his life with a little company. No matter. God, but what if he was seen like this. How the hell would he explain that. Whatever. All he really did was keep watch on the autopilot, otherwise his life was pretty boring. He leaned against the wall, glancing over occasionally. "You know, you're technically not even supposed to be in here. Only reason nobody ever sees me usually. Though I... don't believe you can do much harm in here anyways. This is kind of like my isolated area of the ship at this point. Quiet...ish. And it's peaceful, I think." He didn't really have anything to form a proper conversation with, so sure, he'd talk about himself a bit. Basic as he was.

theman-withthe-dustpan

*his ears perk up when they ended the cockpit, looking around as Jimmy talked

This was the first time he had ever been in here, it was bigger than it seemed from the doorway, blinking lights and big monitors he’s sure he wouldn’t understand even as a human

He absentmindedly sniffed at a few things, including the chairs, before sitting near the one that smelled most Jimmy as he continued to look around*

#pole rlay #not taking responsibility #doggo time

theman-withthe-dustpan

I haven't seen Jon in a while. I wonder where he went off to. Hmmm.

*trying to get the water dispenser to work with his paws*

tulparscaptain

[.... She backs away, and closes the door. Maybe Jimmy will know what to do. In this situation. He's usually good at thinking on his feet. Yeah. She'll go ask the co-pilot.]

theman-withthe-dustpan

*aaaaand the doors closed again damnit, he sighs and goes back to trying the tap*

#pole rlay #doggo time #tulpars captain