Scott would have said something about this not exactly being a day at the beach, but even he could reach his limit on lameness.
He almost expected the bones in the sand to assemble themselves and do some kind of Halloween skeleton dance in front of them; they were that cartoony-looking. For that reason, Scott was able to deal with the scene that had been set out for them. The bones were as good as set decoration, background pixels. He could write them off as not real enough to care about. His subconscious thanked him for that. Any realism on the level they had seen the other night would be very hard to take right now, to say the least.
So, Scott let S.T. and Indy worry about the bones and instead followed the gazes of Harvey and DC, shivering at the sight of the dark water ahead. Water that black and this far underground had to be freezing cold. How to get across indeed? They would need some kind of...thing to keep them out of the water. Light enough to float, maybe made of wood. Nice curved-in design to keep anyone from falling off. Vaguely boat-shaped, preferably.
"Oh hey, a boat. That works," Scott said after Depth Charge pointed one out further down the shore. And was it just him, or was there something kind of white-looking standing inside said boat? What was...
Maybe it was too early to be assuming no Halloween dances.
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He almost expected the bones in the sand to assemble themselves and do some kind of Halloween skeleton dance in front of them; they were that cartoony-looking. For that reason, Scott was able to deal with the scene that had been set out for them. The bones were as good as set decoration, background pixels. He could write them off as not real enough to care about. His subconscious thanked him for that. Any realism on the level they had seen the other night would be very hard to take right now, to say the least.
So, Scott let S.T. and Indy worry about the bones and instead followed the gazes of Harvey and DC, shivering at the sight of the dark water ahead. Water that black and this far underground had to be freezing cold. How to get across indeed? They would need some kind of...thing to keep them out of the water. Light enough to float, maybe made of wood. Nice curved-in design to keep anyone from falling off. Vaguely boat-shaped, preferably.
"Oh hey, a boat. That works," Scott said after Depth Charge pointed one out further down the shore. And was it just him, or was there something kind of white-looking standing inside said boat? What was...
Maybe it was too early to be assuming no Halloween dances.