✇ spam for Misato;;

[athames]

[So Belthazor is waiting up on deck for Misato to come and give him the skinny on what the hell he's supposed to be doing for this. There's a bit of him that's twitching at the idea of playing the double agent game again because it just went so well last time... But then he snorts, leaning against the railing, scowling slightly at the inky sky

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[youcandielater]

[Misato shows up a few moments later, having stopped to listen to the Admiral's message (and why can't that sassy bastard just be specific about the whole flood thing), and starts examining the deck for any sign of Belthazor and finding... Nothing. She huffs and moves closer to the pile of clothes and the lizard, having glossed over both before, but doesn't give them too much thought.]

Where the hell is he?

[athames]

Down here.

[He tries to call up to her, to get her attention, but Disney Law is in effect and as such, all that can be heard is a low hiss. Not to mention it's harder than expected to talk when your tongue is as long as your new legs and won't stay the hell in your mouth.

When he gets nothing out of that, he starts crawling over and yeah, these legs are effing weird to deal with. So enjoy those scaly claws on your fabulous high heels, Misato.]

[youcandielater]

[Misato looks down at the hiss and then takes a step back, BECAUSE HEY. THOSE ARE HER SHOES, SCALY CREATURE. And... Then she notices the communicator and the fact that it's a flood and... Oh, this can't be her life. She pinches the bridge of her nose.]

Let me guess. Bel? [She looks down for some weird affirmation or sign from the thing.]

[athames]

Of course it's me, who the hell els- ...Are you even listening to me?

[He'd arch an eyebrow right now, but Gila monsters lack those particular features. All that ends up happening is just more hissing and some agitated tail-thumping against the floor solidly. There's even slurping noises as his tongue flicks in and out. Lovely.

He tries to get closer but his lizardly speed leaves much to be desired.]

[youcandielater]

[No, Bel. No, she's not. Because she doesn't speak lizard. As if sensing his irritation, she narrows her eyes and kneels down in front of him.]

Sorry. They didn't offer Reptile in college. Looks like you got the bad end of this flood.

[athames]

No ssssssssssshit.

[He eyes her for a moment before deciding what the hell, and began climbing on her knee and scaling her skirt. Surprisingly enough, Bel could climb very quickly, his claws finding easy purchase on her clothes.]

[youcandielater]

[And Misato does what any self-respecting woman would do in this situation- she shrieks like a girl, flails, and winds up prying Bel off of her skirt.]

Watch it. I'm not above throwing your scaly ass overboard.

[athames]

Real mature there, Misato. [He hangs from Misato's hands, and if you're listening carefully, the various hissing noises could pass for laughter. ...At least until he realizes he's hanging from someone's hands. Which just brings him back to the original point of how this flood fucking sucks.

He flails around a little, tail vaguely snapping back and forth a few times.] ...This is really fucking uncomfortable, you know.

[youcandielater]

[The language of PUT ME DOWN is universal. Unfortunately, Misato does not care.]

Hold still. Do you think I actually want to carry you around like this? I'd like to see you try to get back below deck without me.

[athames]

[Enjoy your lizardy glare here.] I could try.

Grr- Damn it, hold on. [Yes, he knows you can't understand him, but he'll talk anyway. So yeah, he's going to squirm up and freakyfast climb up your arm because dang, your shoulder is a nice little place to perch.] There. Much better.

[youcandielater]

[Misato makes a noise of protest and then finally just accepts that she's getting a shoulder lizard. She rolls her eyes and starts heading back below deck.]

Go ahead and make yourself comfortable. I guess working out what's going on with these power spikes is gonna have to wait until the flood's over. You're no good to me like this.

[athames]

Gee. Don't kill yourself with concern over my welfare. Really. I'm not worth it.

[Yeah, he's going to just. Curl up around your neck. Which has the added bonus of having that slithering tongue thing pop out right by your chin. Enjoy that visual imag- OH EW, HE GOT A STRAND OF YOUR HAIR IN HIS MOUTH. YEARGH.]