“y- you’re staring at me as if you’ve never seen a hybrid before.”

   they’re still getting used to being taller than the majority of the populous in this strange universe. it’s usually them who’s the short stack- ( even if 5′7″ was an average height in their world, everyone else around them tended to be giants in comparison. ) of course people tend to stare or gawk at their appearance, but this was nothing new. nearly anywhere they went between dimensions, they stood out like a sore thumb.

   some days they wish they didn’t.

   ally leans back from their seat, staring at the doctor with a deadpan expression for a moment, eye flicking up & down to get some kind of idea of who this platypus could be. fancy looking for one, & fancy looking folk tend to have strange intentions when it came to them.

“So you work with little- I mean, with my cousin?” It was a change. A welcome change but a change. Living, breathing. Being on the planet. Not being sick. It was a miracle thanks to her cousin though it was so hard getting used to the fact that ‘little ivo’ wasn’t little anymore. He was older than she was. So much like grandfather it was shocking. Little Ivo had clearly become a scientist in his own right and continued  their grandfather’s work...or so it seemed thus far. 

more random dialogue prompts   /   accepting !

          IT STARES,  silent as ever,  simply watching as the platypus so BOLDLY does as he pleases,  without a SINGLE CARE.  despite the authentic fury programmed into it running through it’s system,  metallic creature still  ( begrudgingly )  does as told and steel claws hold onto the mug.  maybe a bit too hard though,  as once the doctor’s attention is turned away there’s the certain sound of ceramic shattering  ( there was no order as to how much it should be held,  after all ) .