Roan startled at the sudden blat of sound that came from his curious host. Host, yes. That's a much better word than captor...or warden. His eyes narrowed at the changes in tone. Anger? At him? Had he not been supposed to drink? He was frowning again, but it dissolved into a shocked parting of his lips as he found his attempt at eye function recovery rebuffed.
What seemed to be amusement at his expense emanated from xem before his head was tugged back to front and center. Xe was fast with xyr tentacles, and Roan jerked his head back hard when one invaded his eyelid-space. It stung, in all likelihood more than it would have if he'd just sat still for xyr but there'd been no warning and how was he to know what xe had planned? Roan began, "What--!?" then stopped. He didn't need to finish the question; he realized the answer as xyr tentacles moved on. Exploring. There was a lot of exploring of his head just now, shaping his face and scrubbing at his untrimmed facial hair and...petting him again.
Okay. Maybe not exploring, but trying to comfort him in the aftermath of the eyelid prod. "I'm fine, thank you," he said, trying to sound placating, just in case his tonal assumptions worked both ways. "It was my fault; I won't move next time."
As if his muscles heard him and decided to disobey, his calves and quads flexed, straining against the cuffs. Reflex, self-defense--both useless. He blew out a harsh breath.
Xe waved a small rod at him next, not a scanner or another light, and he was afraid to ask where xe planned to put it. Not like there'd be a point. But there's got to be some way... He watched the waving motions with interest, wondering what they were supposed to represent and if they were at all supposed to provide additional clarification of xyr words. Stick to tentacle: This is what's next. Obviously. Waving appendage equivalent: For...your...arm?
Stars, please tell me it's just some reflex test...
Except he'd mistranslated it completely, and xe was rising over him instead, descending upon his mouth with xyr imposing reach. Roan fought his instinct to flinch this time, tightening his control as xe held his face between tentacles that seemed to be able to reshape around xyr entire body at will. He didn't want a repeat of the eyelid incident and yet...he didn't trust this wouldn't go horribly wrong. When xe left his jaw hanging open with a series of disappointed sounds, he couldn't help but feel this whole thing was a test he was failing. Miserably.
Slowly, he closed his mouth. The feeling amplified as xe seemed to grow more and more agitated during xyr conversation over some kind of comm system. Roan squinted a bit, brown eyes focusing hard on the alien across the room. He tucked his head forward to be sure it wasn't a trick of the overhead lighting, but yes. Xe changed color. It was an odd thing to note but note he did--wasn't like he was going anywhere anytime soon and whoever was on the other end of the line probably didn't speak Standard either. He didn't need two of them in here, so he remained silent.
Just not immobile. His muscles flexed again, his arms this time, and he shook his head in frustration. The bun atop his head tumbled loose and hair flopped further over his shoulders.
Great.
He couldn't fix it or reach anything to help him escape either, didn't think any of it would be worth it even had he been able to move. Unable to do more than tap his fingers against the pod beneath him, he reconsidered how he'd come to his current predicament. Chasing glimpses. Taxi...he hadn't made it to wherever that taxi had been supposed to go. Something had gone wrong...something bright and flashy...he almost had it but paused as sounds, nearly squawking, came from his host. They made him cock his head once more and put a furrow in his brow.
"Is everything okay?" he asked rather loudly while xe was across the room. If it wasn't, would someone hear and come to xyr aid? It was very un-Protector-like to be stuck in one place and not helping. But in the end no one came, and xe was returning with another tray.
Once xe came close enough for him to get a good look at its contents, Roan smiled again. Mouth closed, no teeth. Check. But I'm definitely going to have to show teeth to attempt to eat those.
Before he could wonder if he'd be fed or have use of his hands, the tray was settled across his thighs and the weight forcing his limbs still lifted from his arms. "Oh, wonderful!" he exclaimed as he slowly lifted them to stretch, shaking out his wrists in painstakingly careful movements. "Thank you."
Xe looked agitated again, violet, like xe had over by the comms. As Roan didn't know what to do to fix it or reassure xem, he picked up a round, red thing that wasn't an apple but seemed as good a place to start as any. It didn't do funny things to his skin, so that was promising. Stars, I'm starving. Seriously, what time is it? What DAY is it? Questions absolutely secondary to: Is xyr food edible to humans?
Only one way to find out. Roan tested the skin with a blunt fingernail, bright purple juice exploding onto the tray from a single nick to the rind. Iiiinteresting.
Juice of a shade he'd never seen in his food--anywhere--ran down his thumb and palm. It didn't hurt but seemed like it might stain so he brought his hand up to lick it from his skin. Testing, testing: Is this poison? Bottom's up... Sweet burst over his tastebuds like he'd bitten into an ice cream sundae.
Delicious didn't begin to describe it, but he had to wait. Without a definite way to know that xyr food wouldn't kill him, Roan planned to test it like he would on the ground. So he wouldn't swallow until he'd determined if anything was going to go numb or swell up or change colors...then he'd do the same for a tiny bit of skin and a tiny bit of pulp. And then he'd wait to make sure more wouldn't make him keel over on the pod or eject his stomach contents all over the room. When faced with a plate of food and a stomach growling even louder his plan brought a soft growl to the back of his throat. It felt like testing food safely would take an extraordinary amount of time. Roan wondered if he'd lose patience and toss his training to the wind...or if xe would even have the patience to wait him out.
What seemed to be amusement at his expense emanated from xem before his head was tugged back to front and center. Xe was fast with xyr tentacles, and Roan jerked his head back hard when one invaded his eyelid-space. It stung, in all likelihood more than it would have if he'd just sat still for xyr but there'd been no warning and how was he to know what xe had planned? Roan began, "What--!?" then stopped. He didn't need to finish the question; he realized the answer as xyr tentacles moved on. Exploring. There was a lot of exploring of his head just now, shaping his face and scrubbing at his untrimmed facial hair and...petting him again.
Okay. Maybe not exploring, but trying to comfort him in the aftermath of the eyelid prod. "I'm fine, thank you," he said, trying to sound placating, just in case his tonal assumptions worked both ways. "It was my fault; I won't move next time."
As if his muscles heard him and decided to disobey, his calves and quads flexed, straining against the cuffs. Reflex, self-defense--both useless. He blew out a harsh breath.
Xe waved a small rod at him next, not a scanner or another light, and he was afraid to ask where xe planned to put it. Not like there'd be a point. But there's got to be some way... He watched the waving motions with interest, wondering what they were supposed to represent and if they were at all supposed to provide additional clarification of xyr words. Stick to tentacle: This is what's next. Obviously. Waving appendage equivalent: For...your...arm?
Stars, please tell me it's just some reflex test...
Except he'd mistranslated it completely, and xe was rising over him instead, descending upon his mouth with xyr imposing reach. Roan fought his instinct to flinch this time, tightening his control as xe held his face between tentacles that seemed to be able to reshape around xyr entire body at will. He didn't want a repeat of the eyelid incident and yet...he didn't trust this wouldn't go horribly wrong. When xe left his jaw hanging open with a series of disappointed sounds, he couldn't help but feel this whole thing was a test he was failing. Miserably.
Slowly, he closed his mouth. The feeling amplified as xe seemed to grow more and more agitated during xyr conversation over some kind of comm system. Roan squinted a bit, brown eyes focusing hard on the alien across the room. He tucked his head forward to be sure it wasn't a trick of the overhead lighting, but yes. Xe changed color. It was an odd thing to note but note he did--wasn't like he was going anywhere anytime soon and whoever was on the other end of the line probably didn't speak Standard either. He didn't need two of them in here, so he remained silent.
Just not immobile. His muscles flexed again, his arms this time, and he shook his head in frustration. The bun atop his head tumbled loose and hair flopped further over his shoulders.
Great.
He couldn't fix it or reach anything to help him escape either, didn't think any of it would be worth it even had he been able to move. Unable to do more than tap his fingers against the pod beneath him, he reconsidered how he'd come to his current predicament. Chasing glimpses. Taxi...he hadn't made it to wherever that taxi had been supposed to go. Something had gone wrong...something bright and flashy...he almost had it but paused as sounds, nearly squawking, came from his host. They made him cock his head once more and put a furrow in his brow.
"Is everything okay?" he asked rather loudly while xe was across the room. If it wasn't, would someone hear and come to xyr aid? It was very un-Protector-like to be stuck in one place and not helping. But in the end no one came, and xe was returning with another tray.
Once xe came close enough for him to get a good look at its contents, Roan smiled again. Mouth closed, no teeth. Check. But I'm definitely going to have to show teeth to attempt to eat those.
Before he could wonder if he'd be fed or have use of his hands, the tray was settled across his thighs and the weight forcing his limbs still lifted from his arms. "Oh, wonderful!" he exclaimed as he slowly lifted them to stretch, shaking out his wrists in painstakingly careful movements. "Thank you."
Xe looked agitated again, violet, like xe had over by the comms. As Roan didn't know what to do to fix it or reassure xem, he picked up a round, red thing that wasn't an apple but seemed as good a place to start as any. It didn't do funny things to his skin, so that was promising. Stars, I'm starving. Seriously, what time is it? What DAY is it? Questions absolutely secondary to: Is xyr food edible to humans?
Only one way to find out. Roan tested the skin with a blunt fingernail, bright purple juice exploding onto the tray from a single nick to the rind. Iiiinteresting.
Juice of a shade he'd never seen in his food--anywhere--ran down his thumb and palm. It didn't hurt but seemed like it might stain so he brought his hand up to lick it from his skin. Testing, testing: Is this poison? Bottom's up... Sweet burst over his tastebuds like he'd bitten into an ice cream sundae.
Delicious didn't begin to describe it, but he had to wait. Without a definite way to know that xyr food wouldn't kill him, Roan planned to test it like he would on the ground. So he wouldn't swallow until he'd determined if anything was going to go numb or swell up or change colors...then he'd do the same for a tiny bit of skin and a tiny bit of pulp. And then he'd wait to make sure more wouldn't make him keel over on the pod or eject his stomach contents all over the room. When faced with a plate of food and a stomach growling even louder his plan brought a soft growl to the back of his throat. It felt like testing food safely would take an extraordinary amount of time. Roan wondered if he'd lose patience and toss his training to the wind...or if xe would even have the patience to wait him out.
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