II: Who Thought Asking the Mute Guy to Roleplay was a Smart Idea?
[It's probably an amusing sight to most anyone that walks into the room, a large man gesturing at the brochure in his hand and then at his throat in a cutting motion, not speaking a word but hoping his point is getting across somehow. Either from his gestures themselves or you know, the growing agitation on his face and in his gestures in general. He knows the information in the brochure that was handed to him and asking him to act anything out without an interpreter around was just asking for trouble. The rendition of a person in front of him however, doesn't share his point of view on the matter. Or maybe it just understand him. Or it's just a trolling machine out to annoy Black Black to no end and tempt him into swatting at it with the brochure or worse.
The worse option is tempting really, it involves his fist and the wall but he's attempting some amount of restraint. This isn't home, this isn't even Earth and he probably shouldn't damage anything. The fact that his brochure is showing signs of having been crumpled up and then smoothed out is testament to the fact that he's showing some restraint. Just a smidge. Not enough to not get in the face of a 3D render though.
I can't speak, isn't that hard of a fact to get across with hand signs is it?]
III: Critter Time
[After escaping what amounted to orientation and all the trials therein, he's finally found himself a place he thinks is quiet. It's only for a moment really that the thought crosses his mind that he's escaped anything odd or crazy, because he found an out of the way corner of the Mess Hall with a plate of food and nobody seemed to be paying attention to him at the time. For once he's grateful who he is isn't broadcast loud and clear around him, and he's just attempting to get his bearings before he's thrust into making decisions about where to go and dealing with other unexpected things.
Of course he also wasn't expecting a little red dragon mimic to crawl onto his plate of food and grab the same piece of fruit that he was while reading the brochure he was given earlier. The fact that the fruit was actively being pulled away from him was enough to make him look down and frown, even more than is normal for him. But he lets the fruit go for the little lizard, only for it to curl right around the rest of the fruit on his plate.
Annoyed enough to frown even more, Black Bolt resorts to the one act he knows usually works with animals when poking and prodding at them doesn't make them move (and it's not like he can tell it to move for fear of doing damage to the station). He manages to grab one of the pieces of fruit from the dragon and throws it in a random direction, not really paying attention to the where until he turns to watch the dragon go after it and he sees it going right for a person, to who he can't yell out a warning to. He just slowly reaches for a napkin and starts towards the unfortunate soul.]
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Black Bolt | Marvel's Inhumans
[It's probably an amusing sight to most anyone that walks into the room, a large man gesturing at the brochure in his hand and then at his throat in a cutting motion, not speaking a word but hoping his point is getting across somehow. Either from his gestures themselves or you know, the growing agitation on his face and in his gestures in general. He knows the information in the brochure that was handed to him and asking him to act anything out without an interpreter around was just asking for trouble. The rendition of a person in front of him however, doesn't share his point of view on the matter. Or maybe it just understand him. Or it's just a trolling machine out to annoy Black Black to no end and tempt him into swatting at it with the brochure or worse.
The worse option is tempting really, it involves his fist and the wall but he's attempting some amount of restraint. This isn't home, this isn't even Earth and he probably shouldn't damage anything. The fact that his brochure is showing signs of having been crumpled up and then smoothed out is testament to the fact that he's showing some restraint. Just a smidge. Not enough to not get in the face of a 3D render though.
I can't speak, isn't that hard of a fact to get across with hand signs is it?]
III: Critter Time
[After escaping what amounted to orientation and all the trials therein, he's finally found himself a place he thinks is quiet. It's only for a moment really that the thought crosses his mind that he's escaped anything odd or crazy, because he found an out of the way corner of the Mess Hall with a plate of food and nobody seemed to be paying attention to him at the time. For once he's grateful who he is isn't broadcast loud and clear around him, and he's just attempting to get his bearings before he's thrust into making decisions about where to go and dealing with other unexpected things.
Of course he also wasn't expecting a little red dragon mimic to crawl onto his plate of food and grab the same piece of fruit that he was while reading the brochure he was given earlier. The fact that the fruit was actively being pulled away from him was enough to make him look down and frown, even more than is normal for him. But he lets the fruit go for the little lizard, only for it to curl right around the rest of the fruit on his plate.
Annoyed enough to frown even more, Black Bolt resorts to the one act he knows usually works with animals when poking and prodding at them doesn't make them move (and it's not like he can tell it to move for fear of doing damage to the station). He manages to grab one of the pieces of fruit from the dragon and throws it in a random direction, not really paying attention to the where until he turns to watch the dragon go after it and he sees it going right for a person, to who he can't yell out a warning to. He just slowly reaches for a napkin and starts towards the unfortunate soul.]
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