Snippet #2640558

"Whoa -" Alver staggered backwards a little. He hadn't expected to bump into something - which squeaked, and Alver's gaze focused down on the object like a hawk spying a rabbit, moving a few steps back so that he could see it better or in case it, y'know, exploded or something. Considering that he was inside a crazy death facility, Alver felt that it was pretty reasonable to expect it to explode.

It was a cardboard box. A cardboard box which, as Alver stared at it like he wasn't sure whether to kick it to the stratosphere or just put up a shield and hope for the best, opened to reveal a raccoon with a scarf that covered its lower jaw. Somehow, it looked sheepish, which was weird. Because it was a raccoon. Raccoons weren't suppose to look sheepish.

Alver stared, a mixture of emotions that ranged from am I dreaming to is this a joke to should I run or should I stay crossed his face before finally settling on you have got to be kidding me, what the hell. The Raccoon looked up at him and gave a wave with her claws, somehow giving off an even more sheepish air. Alver stared some more.

Seriously, how was he suppose to react to a humanoid raccoon sneaking up on him in a cardboard box? Who even snuck up on people in cardboard boxes instead of hiding in the shadows or, well, Alver didn't even know anymore. The hell?

Then he noticed the S-shaped eyes that meant that it was possessed by GNS-088 and nearly kicked it across the room with a shield-covered leg before realising that hey, GNS-088 had helped them, maybe it wouldn't be a good idea to punt one of her possessed subjects across the room before hearing what it had to say. Just as quickly as his leg had left the ground, it stilled, and Alver scowled angrily at the rodent as he straightened his knee out of its bent leg kicking pose it had taken.

"Ah, sorry," he said, temporarily embarrassed. He placed the leg back on the ground. "Forgot that you had helped us." Then he caught himself and his eyes narrowed, embarrassment lost in the face of anger - lots of it. "Oi, what're you doing sneaking up on people?" He asked, crossing his arms surlily, ready to put up a shield in case of an attack. He didn't think that he needed to do so since she seemed to need them for something, but who knew? Alver certainly didn't. "How long have you been spying on us? Bloody Lady over there didn't set you up to scare me or anything, right?" he asked, looking suspiciously at the Bloody Lady's direction. He didn't think that GNS-088 and Bloody Lady had worked together, but it was possible! Alright, maybe not, but it never hurt to be sure.