outpostcook: (Default)
Kinner ([personal profile] outpostcook) wrote in [community profile] nexus_crossings2018-12-31 12:08 pm

The Calm Before The Storm

 Something's been bothering Kinner. There's a visible unhappiness in the little cook's expression, even beyond his usual gruff attitude. He sits in the Plaza, thinking, for once not manning his fish shop. He's going after the Thing soon, and he's not completely sure what to make of that. He knows exactly how dangerous the alien is. Even if the Thing where he'll be going isn't exactly the same creature, it's close enough. In some ways, it sounds even worse. But he can't give up with lives on the line.

He's got a better idea of what to expect than most, but that's a small comfort. After all, the Thing incapacitated and devoured Kinner alive, without much of a fight. This time he'll be better armed and better prepared, but still. He's not exactly thrilled about facing the creature, even with help. And, he realizes with a hint of sickness, he'll be putting his new friends in danger, too.

Kinner, when push comes to shove, isn't scared to look death in the face, and it's Palmer's world, but it's everyone else he's afraid for. Horvath. Alex. Blaze and Ghost. Prometheus. Cricket. Cricket most of all, since the others have magic or other quirks to protect them. Cricket doesn't. Kinner would rather he die than Cricket.

At the very least, he won't make an easy meal this time.

"Have you ever had somethin' you didn't want to do," he finally asks, voice trembling a little, "but you had to do it anyway? Were you scared?"
liverfree: (Default)

[personal profile] liverfree 2019-01-05 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"We should secure the lab as soon as possible, then. Perhaps that should be our first priority -- that and the dogs."

He doesn't look thrilled at having to exterminate a bunch of animals that never asked to be dragged into this mess, but Kinner's right, they're doomed. He gives the cook a small smile.

"You've already given this a lot of thought. I'm glad to hear it. This is not a situation to rush into blindly. Palmer will need to be the one to obtain allies, as we'll all be strangers to his crew, but if we can determine quickly that Copper and Fuchs are not copies, they'll be an additional asset. I'll contact Palmer and ask the strengths and weaknesses of both men. Is there anyone we shouldn't trust? Anyone who's likely to already be the Thing in disguise?"
liverfree: (Default)

[personal profile] liverfree 2019-01-06 04:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Prometheus nods thoughtfully. "Yes, their knowledge would be invaluable, so long as neither is infected. What is it about Blair that you don't trust? How was he unhelpful in your expedition?"

He doesn't bother to ask about Clark. Regrettably, no matter how noble the man's character, if he worked directly with the dogs, he is likely also a lost cause.

"Yes, we'll bring our own food." The idea of getting infected by eating something is gross enough that he's not sure he'll have much of an appetite, anyway. "I'm already making a list of necessities. I can supply anything that you don't already have."
liverfree: (a trouble brow)

[personal profile] liverfree 2019-01-07 06:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"Too curious for his own good, hmm? If Blair is already infected, perhaps he left some notes behind of what he already learned."

Prometheus would rather not give up on any of the humans, either, but he's a practical Titan, and his concern is for his teammates first. Kinner and Cricket especially.

"I can acquire more canned food, no problem. What about clothing suitable for a sub-freezing environment? I assume you and Palmer are prepared, what about the others?"