It was a bad idea, screaming underwater. But he did, immediately regretting the action and nearly suffocating had he not pulled his head out of the fountain at that very moment. Water splattered all over place, dripping off of wet curls, down his face. The air returned to his lungs as he breathed heavily, wide-eyed and shocked by the sudden change of scenery.
The more he looked, the more he stammered, touching the soaked part of his jacket while muttering to himself in a high-pitched whine. "Oh nononono, no, this isn't- what's going on this time?"
B. Like a B-Movie (Spaceship)
"Wooow." The man was both unsure and somewhat delighted by the fact he was standing inside one of the ships, keeping his hands to himself as he bobbed in an awkward circular motion to take everything in. "It's kind of like stepping onto a movie set, innit? Except it's all real..."
The further he stepped in, the more he noticed some of the surfaces were reflective. He tried not to look at them, preoccupying himself with the available fixtures that were aboard.
"It's like they thought of everything," he thought aloud, accent and all. "Better furnished than my own apartment, that's for sure."
C. = Network =
-Um. Hold on there-
[The device shifts, and there's a partial view of a man who looks like he can use a few more hours of sleep. But once he sees it's working, he waves.]
Hello~ everyone and anyone if they are seeing this? I am Steven Grant and...I come in peace. [His brow furrows, stage whispering as he looks off-screen.] Shut- I know what I'm doing, mate, I've got this! Now go away-
[Clearing his throat, his attention returns to the device.]
Anyway. I need, ah, a little help? Just to cover all my bases, make sure I'm up to date and all that. Thank you...
STEVEN GRANT/MARC SPECTOR | MCU | Possible Spoilers Up To Ep 4
Steven screamed.
It was a bad idea, screaming underwater. But he did, immediately regretting the action and nearly suffocating had he not pulled his head out of the fountain at that very moment. Water splattered all over place, dripping off of wet curls, down his face. The air returned to his lungs as he breathed heavily, wide-eyed and shocked by the sudden change of scenery.
The more he looked, the more he stammered, touching the soaked part of his jacket while muttering to himself in a high-pitched whine. "Oh nononono, no, this isn't- what's going on this time?"
B. Like a B-Movie (Spaceship)
"Wooow." The man was both unsure and somewhat delighted by the fact he was standing inside one of the ships, keeping his hands to himself as he bobbed in an awkward circular motion to take everything in. "It's kind of like stepping onto a movie set, innit? Except it's all real..."
The further he stepped in, the more he noticed some of the surfaces were reflective. He tried not to look at them, preoccupying himself with the available fixtures that were aboard.
"It's like they thought of everything," he thought aloud, accent and all. "Better furnished than my own apartment, that's for sure."
C. = Network =
-Um. Hold on there-
[The device shifts, and there's a partial view of a man who looks like he can use a few more hours of sleep. But once he sees it's working, he waves.]
Hello~ everyone and anyone if they are seeing this? I am Steven Grant and...I come in peace. [His brow furrows, stage whispering as he looks off-screen.] Shut- I know what I'm doing, mate, I've got this! Now go away-
[Clearing his throat, his attention returns to the device.]
Anyway. I need, ah, a little help? Just to cover all my bases, make sure I'm up to date and all that. Thank you...