Watching and Waiting [open]

[pantsr4pansies.livejournal.com]

Paranoia was a perfectly reasonable reaction to waking up in a strange place covered in slime, having a fight with tentacles that put some kind of throbbing...thing on him, and then being forced to run through mazes that shot fire, a cruel voice passive-aggressively taunting him the entire time.

Tarzan didn't know where he was, didn't know what was going on, and didn't know what happened to the people--and gorillas---he cared about most. His entire world had been turned upside down. He'd found himself in a strange place completely full of people, more people than he'd even imagined existed. It was full of lots of strange people, and some of them walked on two legs but didn't look human; others were clearly animals but they conversed with humans with apparently no difficulty.

They all were strange to him. Frightening, even to one that had faced Sabor. It was all so confusing. Even terrifying, all the more so because he couldn't find Jane or his mother anywhere, even when he searched during the times other slept.

So he'd hidden in Hydroponics, and taken to the trees, wary of every living being on the ship.

Anyone that entered Hydroponics and stayed there for long might find themselves having the unmistakable feeling that they were being watched.

But he was just as curious as he was frightened and cautious. As much as he was holding back from the people on the ship, he had a burning desire to speak to them, to figure out what they were all about.

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[pantsr4pansies.livejournal.com]

There was no answer as the wildman scrambled up further into the tree.

He'd just wanted to see what the thing the man was talking into did. It had buttons. But it wasn't worth risking actually talking to him.

[gi-ant-man.livejournal.com]

Hank blinks as he watches. "Hey, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you..." He picks his recorder back up and talks into it.

"It seems I've encountered some kind of wild man living here. I'm not really sure what to make of him, but I assume he came from the pods like everyone else."

[pantsr4pansies.livejournal.com]

Man, he really wanted to see what that thing did. Why was the man talking at it? It had to do something.

But he wasn't sure he wanted to face him. Jane the Professor aside, he had a healthy distrust of other humans after what Clayton had done.

Still, he really wanted to see what that thing was.

Ultimately, curiosity won out, and Tarzan swung down to lower branches, but still stayed carefully out of arms reach of the man, just staring at him intensely.

[gi-ant-man.livejournal.com]

Hank stares back and slowly raises his recorder up.

"Do you want this?" He says into it, rewinds, then plays the question back.

"Do you want this?"

[pantsr4pansies.livejournal.com]

Oh YES. He seriously wanted to see that thing.

In fact, he wanted it so bad, but was too nervous to just...ask for it, that he reached down and tried to snatch it again.

[gi-ant-man.livejournal.com]

Hank allows Tarzan to take the device. There wasn't much on there anyway, and he could always get another one if he needed to. He might as well indulge such an inquisitive mind.

[pantsr4pansies.livejournal.com]

Making hooting noises at it, it didn't take him long to figure out the buttons, and that pushing them in a certain order made the same noises play back.

It was incredibly interesting!

Which was why he stole it, starting to caper off into the trees.

Hank could possibly follow if he moved fast enough, though.