[Honestly, Getaway's been in a many unusual situations in his life and most of the time it's not by his own doing. So when he goes to sleep one day and wakes up inhabiting a human body in a place he's never been to, all he did was sigh. See, he'd done his absolute best to make sure he didn't run into any nonsense while Captain of the Lost Light, but occasionally it seems nonsense finds them anyway.
Obviously, he could do what's natural and freak the fuck out. However, common sense and spy training says that the best thing to do is to play along until you have full scope of the situation.
And so, Getaway hauls his body out of bed and proceeds to do what he thinks humans do first thing in the morning: Get dressed and go eat gross human food. After he changes into the frilliest pink and white dress with floral print he can find, he goes to where he hopes the "kitchen" is. He notes that there seem to be other people in the beds in the house, but he leaves them to sleep for now.
Getaway's experience with human culture is limited only to Earth media, so the extremely tidy and perfect kitchen doesn't feel out of place for him. Though he has other things he should be doing, personal curiosity gets the better of him and he decides to check out the fridge and cupboards. Things are pulled out and tossed onto the table after he squints at the labels and wonders what the hell any of this is even for.]
Why do you need such a huge variety of food anyway?
[Getaway wonders out loud as he examines a carton of milk.]
2. Spring Cleaning
[Frankly, Getaway is perfectly happy to leave them to it. In fact, he can be found sitting on a chair on his front porch drinking some lemonade while wearing a very expensive looking pair of sunglasses and sun hat. His dress, now a lovely shade of blue, is spotless and unwrinkled, looking very much like he's never done a bit of work in his entire life.]
What do you want?
[He says to whoever comes up to him on the porch. From his dress pocket, he pulls out a mirror and examines his face before carefully (masterfully) applying some lipstick.]
If you're looking for something to do, all the stuff from the fridge and cupboards are all over my table and counters, so if you'd be a dear and put those back I'd appreciate it.
[He makes a shooing motion with his elegantly painted finger before settling back to his people watching.]
Getaway / Transformers IDW
[Honestly, Getaway's been in a many unusual situations in his life and most of the time it's not by his own doing. So when he goes to sleep one day and wakes up inhabiting a human body in a place he's never been to, all he did was sigh. See, he'd done his absolute best to make sure he didn't run into any nonsense while Captain of the Lost Light, but occasionally it seems nonsense finds them anyway.
Obviously, he could do what's natural and freak the fuck out. However, common sense and spy training says that the best thing to do is to play along until you have full scope of the situation.
And so, Getaway hauls his body out of bed and proceeds to do what he thinks humans do first thing in the morning: Get dressed and go eat gross human food. After he changes into the frilliest pink and white dress with floral print he can find, he goes to where he hopes the "kitchen" is. He notes that there seem to be other people in the beds in the house, but he leaves them to sleep for now.
Getaway's experience with human culture is limited only to Earth media, so the extremely tidy and perfect kitchen doesn't feel out of place for him. Though he has other things he should be doing, personal curiosity gets the better of him and he decides to check out the fridge and cupboards. Things are pulled out and tossed onto the table after he squints at the labels and wonders what the hell any of this is even for.]
Why do you need such a huge variety of food anyway?
[Getaway wonders out loud as he examines a carton of milk.]
2. Spring Cleaning
[Frankly, Getaway is perfectly happy to leave them to it. In fact, he can be found sitting on a chair on his front porch drinking some lemonade while wearing a very expensive looking pair of sunglasses and sun hat. His dress, now a lovely shade of blue, is spotless and unwrinkled, looking very much like he's never done a bit of work in his entire life.]
What do you want?
[He says to whoever comes up to him on the porch. From his dress pocket, he pulls out a mirror and examines his face before carefully (masterfully) applying some lipstick.]
If you're looking for something to do, all the stuff from the fridge and cupboards are all over my table and counters, so if you'd be a dear and put those back I'd appreciate it.
[He makes a shooing motion with his elegantly painted finger before settling back to his people watching.]
3. Something else?
[Hmu with whatever, I'll roll with it.]