application for Duncan Shriek, from Jeff VanderMeer's novels of Ambergris.

Nov 01, 2009 21:05

In the Sorting Room, a rug lay upon the floor, and under the rug, something began to thump and shift ( Read more... )

laura palmer, damien thorn, aayla secura, application, chairman kaga, the scout, duncan shriek, alan grant

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scouts_dishonor November 2 2009, 02:53:06 UTC
"You got like magic hands, or somethin'?" Scout asked. "What the hell kinda trick is that?"

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duncan_shriek November 2 2009, 03:01:39 UTC
"Not magic. Hungry," Duncan corrected. "Not so much a trick as a ... medical condition."

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scouts_dishonor November 2 2009, 03:05:32 UTC
"You eat ink?" he said incredulously. Dude, eww. "What kinda freakin' medical condition is that? You ain't got parts fallin' off or nothin' do you?" Scout stared at Duncan, as if expecting his nose to fall off.

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duncan_shriek November 2 2009, 03:13:13 UTC
"Not falling off. Growing. Don't worry, I'm not a leper." Liquid though the sounds in his throat might occasionally be, Duncan's tone now was desert-sere. "I'm a human who's been too long underground, that's all."

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scouts_dishonor November 2 2009, 03:25:59 UTC
Somebody in this conversation was now picturing The Blob, and it probably wasn't Duncan. "Oh my god! You're gonna suck us all up!"

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duncan_shriek November 2 2009, 03:27:42 UTC
"No, I'm really not." Suddenly Duncan felt very tired. "I'm here because of some mushrooms."

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scouts_dishonor November 2 2009, 03:46:32 UTC
"I hear that shit'll mess you up." Said the guy who lived on radioactive isotopes and caffeine. "What's with that? Who eats fungus? That's like, not natural. You don't go around lickin' trees, do ya?"

Because tree-licking was a very serious threat.

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duncan_shriek November 2 2009, 03:48:09 UTC
"No. Do you?" It seemed as logical a question as any.

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scouts_dishonor November 2 2009, 06:14:30 UTC
"Well, no," Scout replied, the 'duh' clearly implied. "I don't go around handin' out shrooms, either."

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duncan_shriek November 2 2009, 06:16:53 UTC
"Would you if you had any to hand out?"

This was far too much fun for Duncan. Then again, he hadn't spoken to another human in a while.

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scouts_dishonor November 2 2009, 06:27:24 UTC
Unfortunately, he was speaking to this one. "Why would I have 'em in the first place?" he asked.

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duncan_shriek November 2 2009, 06:42:41 UTC
"Why wouldn't you?" came the inevitable reply.

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scouts_dishonor November 2 2009, 06:45:12 UTC
He had to think about that. "But I don't have any."

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duncan_shriek November 2 2009, 06:46:43 UTC
"That's what you think," said Duncan. Unkindly. He couldn't resist. "Think about everything that lives on your skin already. With all the millions of bacteria, dust mites, etcetera, would you notice a spore or two?"

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scouts_dishonor November 2 2009, 06:57:24 UTC
Before coming to Hogwarts, Scout had been doing well for himself by bashing people's heads in with a baseball bat. From pyromaniacs to gun-wielding Russians, he'd been able to run circles around all of them.

Now he was facing problems that couldn't be solved with assault and battery, and so far he hadn't been reacting well to them. "No way! No way! You're freakin' kidding me. There's none of that junk on me. You better believe I'm clean. I ain't got no ink-drinkin' mushroom spore crap, or anythin' else on me. You're a freakin' moron."

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duncan_shriek November 2 2009, 07:01:22 UTC
"You wouldn't be the first to say that, though perhaps the first in quite those words. On the whole I think I prefer hearing it from pretty redheads." As he warmed to the surface world, Duncan found his interest in pointless talk waning. And to think, he'd been so starved for basic human interaction? I forgot how basic the basic human interaction can be.

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