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To Be Completely Fair, Trotters Wasnt The Only Person Involved To Be Guilty Of Looking At Someone With

To be completely fair, Trotters wasn’t the only person involved to be guilty of looking at someone with a particularly ridiculous expression. The tiny green creature perched precariously on the edge of an open garbage can at the back of the bakery had a very “deer in the headlights” look to her, exaggerated by her wide orange eyes, staring unblinkingly back at the...
Krigg’s gaping mouth slowly closed, a stray flick of her long tongue over the corner of her mouth mopping up some of the sugar sprinking that had been deposited there by her last bite out of the garbage donut. To be fair, she had no idea WHAT was staring at her, exactly. Wasn’t human though, she was sure of that much, despite it enjoying a canned drink and having a grasp on how to dress itself, sort of. That disguise was not convincing, unless standing exactly fifty meters away in a dark alleyway.
Well, the very least, it looked shocked enough that there MAYBE was a way for her to get out of that situation without having to stew in her remarkable ability to break the prime directive. Stars blast that delicious sugary treat for making her attention to her surroundings lapse!
“Go home, brother. You’re too drunk for this.” Krigg hasarded, trying her best to sound matter-of-fact.
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Trotters sniffed at the empty drink can in his hand. No, there probably wasn't anything wrong with it. Then why the hell was he seeing some sort of little green person?
He couldn't say he didn't believe in aliens, considering that stranger things -such as himself- exist. But he certainly haven't counted on running into one that's so...obviously an alien. Well, it was also obvious he wasn't human if one took even a couple of seconds to look at his legs and feet but whatever.
He's just kinda gawking at her really.
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“Oh this some uncanny valley type shit.”
As a rule of thumb, any one specie in the universe would someday find another that had taken the exact same shortcuts to deal with the exact same issues during its path to evolution. Weird similarities-but-not-quite-canny-ones across the universe were nothing unusual - it was a statistical certainty that you’d be able to draw comparisons between things from two different ends of the milky way.
So yeah, maybe it was rude to say your coworker’s face looked like that of an angry glurk. You could be right though!
But just because something was LIKELY, didn’t mean being faced with that situation was PLEASANT. Especially when the situation was, give or take a few crumbs, comfortably more than twice her height.
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A small nod in response to Krigg’s acknowledgement. They had been starting to notice some of the patterns of how the trees seemed to interlock in some places. Looking at the branches and how some of them started to intertwine was something that had captured their attention for a little bit.
Atieno had even got close to a tree themself to trace some of the grooves of the tree that had been left behind. Remnants of the growth of the tree and how it demonstrated itself in the moment.
It was during this time that they had noticed that Krigg had climbed up the tree and so they could be looking up at her.
“Hm, and so the tables have turned.“ They spoke with a dry, somewhat amused tone to their voice.
“I mean.. yeah. It gets a bit repetitive from time to time. That’s when I tend to just disperse for a while until I feel like trying to engage with people for a moment. I take a lot of breaks over the years.“ That’s probably the main thing that has kept them ‘together’ after it all.
“People tend to find the patterns of behavior that work within a given civilization and rely on them. So they will try out everything they are familiar with and unless they have information from elsewhere, it may not immediately occur to them to try things differently unless.. really forced to do so.“
“I mean, I’ll be the first one to admit people can be smart, but boy - we’re not infallible.” Krigg hooked her legs to the branch, before slowly lowering herself over the other side of it - until she was effectively dangling by her legs in front of Atieno. Feeling her hat slip from between her antennae, she quickly moved to plant it back against her cranium, continuing to talk. “Sometimes, our squishy organic brains just refuse to give us the straightest answer to a problem, or they just take the outlandish route because we missed a detail.”
“Honestly, I love that part exclusively because it trips the ever living shit out of more efficient, synthetic minds.” Krigg grins, amusement beaming through her expression. “Five times out of ten, they can’t compute that we’d do something dumb because of a brainfart, or because the wind blew in the wrong direction-”
Growwwlllll- Krigg blinked slowly at the gurgle that emanated quite rudely from her stomach, prompting her to look to it with wide, almost offended eyes. “Or because THAT, I guess?” She reached her free hand up to the branch, digging her claws in before unhooking her legs from it in a careful uncurling motion. She dangled in place for a moment, before kicking her legs, allowing herself to sway gently until she finally let go - and landed on her feet with a muffled thud, on soft leaf litter.
She perked up, shooting a look over her shoulder to Atieno with a wide grin, pointing a thumb towards the city. “Yo, it was a nice conversation, but I’m getting peckish. I’m going to head out to the city. You fancy eating something too? I can pay your grub, if you wanna’ continue to wax poetics about the nature of mortal life.”
WEIRDLY SPECIFIC BUT HELPFUL CHARACTER BUILDING QUESTIONS
What’s the lie your character says most often?
How loosely or strictly do they use the word ‘friend’?
How often do they show their genuine emotions to others versus just the audience knowing?
What’s a hobby they used to have that they miss?
Can they cry on command? If so, what do they think about to make it happen?
What’s their favorite [insert anything] that they’ve never recommended to anyone before?
What would you (mun) yell in the middle of a crowd to find them? What would their best friend and/or romantic partner yell?
How loose is their use of the phrase ‘I love you’?
Do they give tough love or gentle love most often? Which do they prefer to receive?
What fact do they excitedly tell everyone about at every opportunity?
If someone was impersonating them, what would friends / family ask or do to tell the difference?
What’s something that makes them laugh every single time? Be specific!
When do they fake a smile? How often?
How do they put out a candle?
What’s the most obvious difference between their behavior at home, at work, at school, with friends, and when they’re alone?
What kinds of people do they have arguments with in their head?
What do they notice first in the mirror versus what most people first notice looking at them?
Who do they love truly, 100% unconditionally (if anyone)?
What would they do if stuck in a room with the person they’ve been avoiding?
Who do they like as a person but hate their work? Vice versa, whose work do they like but don’t like the person?
What common etiquette do they disagree with? Do they still follow it?
What simple activity that most people do / can do scares your character?
What do they feel guilty for that the other person(s) doesn’t / don’t even remember?
Did they take a cookie from the cookie jar? What kind of cookie was it?
What subject / topic do they know a lot about that’s completely useless to the direct plot?
How would they respond to being fired by a good boss?
What’s the worst gift they ever received? How did they respond?
What do they tell people they want? What do they actually want?
How do they respond when someone doesn’t believe them?
When they make a mistake and feel bad, does the guilt differ when it’s personal versus when it’s professional?
When do they feel the most guilt? How do they respond to it?
If they committed one petty crime / misdemeanor, what would it be? Why?
How do they greet someone they dislike / hate?
How do they greet someone they like / love?
What is the smallest, morally questionable choice they’ve made?
Who do they keep in their life for professional gain? Is it for malicious intent?
What’s a secret they haven’t told serious romantic partners and don’t plan to tell?
What hobby are they good at in private, but bad at in front of others? Why?
Would they rather be invited to an event to feel included or be excluded from an event if they were not genuinely wanted there?
How do they respond to a loose handshake? What goes through their head?
What phrases, pronunciations, or mannerisms did they pick up from someone / somewhere else?
If invited to a TED Talk, what topic would they present on? What would the title of their presentation be?
What do they commonly misinterpret because of their own upbringing / environment / biases? How do they respond when realizing the misunderstanding?
What language would be easiest for them to learn? Why?
What’s something unimportant / frivolous that they hate passionately?
Are they a listener or a talker? If they’re a listener, what makes them talk? If they’re a talker, what makes them listen?
Who have they forgotten about that remembers them very well?
Who would they say ‘yes’ to if invited to do something they abhorred / strongly didn’t want to do?
Would they eat something they find gross to be polite?
What belief / moral / personality trait do they stand by that you (mun) personally don’t agree with?
What’s a phrase they say a lot?
Do they act on their immediate emotions, or do they wait for the facts before acting?
Who would / do they believe without question?
What’s their instinct in a fight / flight / freeze / fawn situation?
What’s something they’re expected to enjoy based on their hobbies / profession that they actually dislike / hate?
If they’re scared, who do they want comfort from? Does this answer change depending on the type of fear?
What’s a simple daily activity / motion that they mess up often?
How many hobbies have they attempted to have over their lifetime? Is there a common theme?
From {X}, @strebcr

“...What.”
Of all the reactions - turn around, balk, scream, or just keep going as though nothing was wrong... THAT, she was not expecting. She was really starting to have a bad track record with getting caught out in the open by random people, but it seemed that this one specific time, the person involved was not acting like what he was seeing was anything out of the ordinary.
Just... a normal instance of someone skittering up a wall, getting ready to hide with a fresh stash of plundered sweets from the nearby shop’s discarded garbage? Or did they think she’d somehow acquired her loot in all legality - oh yeah, that probably was that, what with the whole advice on gummy worm availability. Did he know what he was looking at? Ah, whatever - best roll with it.
It then occured to Krigg that she was staring at the guy as though he’d grown a second head. The diminutive alien furiously shook her head with a “BRLRLRLLRLRLR-” noise, somehow without losing her hat in the process, and stared at the lollypop she was holding precariously in one hand. She considered what to do with it for a minute, before deciding to bring it up to her mouth, opening her fanged jaws wide and-
CRONCH.
The discarded stick, onto which clung a few bits of hard sugar, was shoved into a busy pocket as Krigg reassured her grip on the bricks, maintaining eye contact with the stranger.
“Thankch’, but nah’. Guy at’ the counter look’ch’ like he could use chom’ normal cuchtomers, ya’nno’, cho’ I didn’t wanna’ bother.” Krigg shrugged her shoulders, grinning through the crunchy sugary treat. “Ch’ not often ya’ see folks frequent the candy store often enough to know ‘bout ‘chales. Well, grown’acchh’ adults, anyways.”
((3 and 22 for the specific asks!))
3. How often do they show their genuine emotions to others versus just the audience knowing?
Krigg doesn't hide her genuine emotions often - it's not her type to tone down feelings of joy or annoyance for the convenience of others. Though one thing she does tend to mute, dodge, or control, is how much she actually cares for or likes a given person. Or at least, how much she admits she does. She's somewhat overly cautious about having too much of a bleeding heart, and she knows she's the type who quickly gets into trouble if she's too emotionally invested. Being too itchy and quick to jump to people's help will do that for you.
People who care too easily or too deeply often get hurt at the end of the day. Shielding yourself is important, even if it might involve beating your own knee-jerk reactions into submission. Or so she feels, anyways. Not that she's very good at it.
22. What simple activity that most people do / can do scares your character?
People picking their ears. For a specie whose ear structure is 90% outside of her body, and a little bit of complex machinery inside that is NOT meant to see air, at all, the sight of people sticking a finger in there makes her physically ill. Ears are FRAGILE and COMPLEX and you're rummaging in there like a maniac! EW!