I [This is rather jarring. Okay, actually, it isn't, the bed was super comfy and he is unashamed to admit he nestled down in it for a good minute before he realized something wasn't right. For once, he's thankful to be bald; a scientist with bed hair? Horrifying. Regardless, he eventually finds his way out onto the deck, idly patting himself down to make sure he is, in fact, human again.
He doesn't speak until after Gal Friday has completed her spiel, his eyebrows raising to his non-existent hairline even as he idly feels the lei around his neck. Eventually, he breaks the silence to talk to whoever lingers after the muster drill. The life vest clashes horribly with his green lab coat.]
Soooo, you saw that t-t-too, right? The no-face?
II.
[OKAY THIS PLACE HAS SEVERAL BARS, EVERYTHING IS FINE NOW.
N. Brio's wormed his way behind one and is playing around with various cocktails. He's made a rainbow of decent-looking drinks, spread out across the bar for anyone to pick up. He's just wrapping up some bright green concoction now, which appears intriguing... until he unclips a flask from his belt and adds a dash of whatever's inside to the drink.]
Dr. N. Brio | Crash Bandicoot (4) | OTA
[This is rather jarring. Okay, actually, it isn't, the bed was super comfy and he is unashamed to admit he nestled down in it for a good minute before he realized something wasn't right. For once, he's thankful to be bald; a scientist with bed hair? Horrifying. Regardless, he eventually finds his way out onto the deck, idly patting himself down to make sure he is, in fact, human again.
He doesn't speak until after Gal Friday has completed her spiel, his eyebrows raising to his non-existent hairline even as he idly feels the lei around his neck. Eventually, he breaks the silence to talk to whoever lingers after the muster drill. The life vest clashes horribly with his green lab coat.]
Soooo, you saw that t-t-too, right? The no-face?
II.
[OKAY THIS PLACE HAS SEVERAL BARS, EVERYTHING IS FINE NOW.
N. Brio's wormed his way behind one and is playing around with various cocktails. He's made a rainbow of decent-looking drinks, spread out across the bar for anyone to pick up. He's just wrapping up some bright green concoction now, which appears intriguing... until he unclips a flask from his belt and adds a dash of whatever's inside to the drink.]
Oh, don't worry, this one's for me.
[And he knocks it back, then pauses.]
...Mmngh. No. Too tingly.