Thane "sexy frog" Krios (
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a heavy hitter and a silent killer
[ Thane wasn't quite used to not being cooped up in a room with his only view of the outside world being through reinforced glass. And the "outside view" was just more white walls and scientists. Needless to say, this has so far been an adjustment.
He decides to take advantage, which is why he's standing outside, along the walkways, taking in the ocean air as if he were breathing in air from the heavens themselves. The humid air is harsh on his lungs, and reminds him of the tests they would run on him that ultimately led to his breathing troubles, but it's also a reminder that he's alive, unlike the others.
He's almost as still as a statue, webbed hands folded behind his back, shoulders squared, eyes surveying the horizon as if he were watching out for something.]
He decides to take advantage, which is why he's standing outside, along the walkways, taking in the ocean air as if he were breathing in air from the heavens themselves. The humid air is harsh on his lungs, and reminds him of the tests they would run on him that ultimately led to his breathing troubles, but it's also a reminder that he's alive, unlike the others.
He's almost as still as a statue, webbed hands folded behind his back, shoulders squared, eyes surveying the horizon as if he were watching out for something.]
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He attention remains on the horizon, and for a moment it seems as if he's just not going to say anything.]
The sky and the ocean are bigger than I thought they'd be. The books I've read, the paintings I've seen - the pictures. They do them little justice.
[ In other words; he's totally okay. At least, that's what he's trying to convey. He's not really practiced with conversation - not with anyone other than Eli, at least. The man was always insistent that only he engages in extensive conversations with Thane, lest he "pick up bad habits". This rule, of course, was not always adhered to. ]
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But at the same time, he wouldn't be insulted if Thane wanted him to piss off. Yet he does reply, eventually.]
It really is something. You should see it when it's storming.
[Simon moves to lean against the railing, looking out into the calm sea that surrounds them currently.]
Sometimes it feels like the ocean will swallow the entire rig up. It gets bad enough that things shake when the waves hit the supports.
[Wow, Simon. So uh, comforting.]
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Like Medivance, he thinks.
He thinks he will prefer the storms, though. ]
Sounds exhilarating. I would very much like to experience one for myself.
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The storm or all the unpleasant shaking around that makes us feel like a goldfish in a bowl?
[It probably does sound pretty interesting to someone who spent god knows how many years basically in a person sized fish tank.]
... so what else have you always wanted to experience? Must be a lot. "Everything" is cheating.
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[ Though, he recognizes the unsettling nature of your home shaking violently in the middle of the ocean. He's sure, for everyone else, they'd rather not have to deal with that.
Thane finally tears his gaze from the vast waters and brings his attention to Simon. He blinks two sets of eyelids, considering the question. There's so much...so much he read about, so much he heard discussed among the scientists, doctors, the security - so much he read about alone. So many things that are now long gone, and likely will never return considering the state of disrepair the world has fallen into. ]
Snow, [ he says simply, and for a moment it seems that he'll leave it at that before he continues. ] I always thought it sounded mysterious - magical, even. A blanket covering the earth, gleaming in the sun and moonlight, quiet and peaceful in a world that always sounded so...chaotic.
It's difficult to believe such a thing could exist.
[ He pauses. ]
Of course, I've been told such weather would be detrimental to my health, being cold-blooded.
[ A guy can dream. Which is pretty much all he does. ]
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It's hard to not stare at Thane, but he's honestly so interesting to look at. He's beautiful in an alien way, Simon could study him for hours if allowed, but that felt wrong to even think about.]
Pft- you and lactose intolerant people would get on swimmingly.
[People when consuming dairy is detrimental to their health and yet they eat cheese because they can't give it up.]
So... you've never seen it at all? I mean like, in pictures or videos?
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Pictures, yes, but they don't seem to do justice to what I've read in books. And I had very little exposure to videos that weren't some form of Medivance approved training instruction.
[ He learned a lot about the workings of human anatomy so that he could effectively destroy it. ]
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[While doing their welcome aboard check up on him Thane had explained some things, Simon gathered those were part of the whole breeding test tube assassins or whatever. Absolutely insane, but so much of what they kept learning about Medivance and the shit they had been doing tended to be.
Simon thinks for a moment, tapping at the railing.]
... so I can't make it snow for you, but I could still show you some?
[Simon motions with his head towards accommodations.]
We've got a bunch of old VHS tapes, someone who used to work here recorded this Nature doc that's set in Alaska. Snow every where. Wanna see?
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I would very much like that, yes.
[ There's a gratefulness underlining his rigidly polite cadence. He wasn't sure what he was expecting, coming to the surface, being surrounded by humans. He's pleasantly surprised to find acceptance, even a willingness to help him adapt. To show him things. ]
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Then follow me- has anyone given you a tour yet or they just letting you figure things out as you go?
[The rig isn't small, even if a large majority of it isn't used by most living on it. Simon walks as they talk, leading him into the hallways of accommodations. Past rooms that were starting to fill up now more and more. It felt like a small town building up.]
This is where all the fun happens.
[Simon waves with a dramatic flair at the door of the lounge, of course before pushing it open. He motions to stuff as he points them out.]
We've got a bar. A couple pool tables, though we're missing a couple balls and are down to three pool cues. That's the record player, you play music on it with flat disks, pretty cool actually, but don't tell Harrow I said that.
[And then they come to the little cozy set up with the couches, chairs and TV. The bookcase with boardgames and VHS tapes barely contained, in fact there is a small pile of movies near the TV itself. Their collection is becoming a bit much.]
This box here can show you moving pictures, uh, movies and stuff. I don't know what they used in that place... probably more fancy than this old thing.
[Simon pats it like it's an old car or something, before moving to poke through the collection of VHS tapes.]
Might take a second, get comfy if you want-