corporate-giant:

He wasn’t quite expecting that reaction to the knowledge that this was his factory and he seemed a bit startled himself, worrying over the tiny man’s panic.

“Oh dear, please calm down. The doors here are open to any who wish to visit and that includes you.”

One eye opened- darting up at the giant being. 

“Really?”

The little guy was confused. No one ever had a good reaction with a strange intruder in their living space. Either they tried to kill them or treat him like an animal. These thoughts ran though his head; wondering what he should do. He crossed him arms while having a confused look on his face. 

“You’re not mad? Not even a little bit?…”

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ask-fem-snipes:

The Sniper’s face went from curiosity to concern. The poor creature was terrified…and she couldn’t really blame him. Tarlae sat the jar down and removed the lid of the jar before attempting to tilt the tiny healer into her palm.

He tried not to roll into the giant’s palm- trying to cling to the edge but it was hopeless as they slid down the jar and into the surprisingly soft palms of the lady. Patches fell face first and slowly looked up- his nervous squeal under his breath was more evident now that he was out. Looking like he could barley speak. 

“P-p-please let me go….I’m begging.”

corporate-giant:

“Oh, how terribly rude of me.” He put a hand to his chest, looking genuinely embarrassed that he’d not introduced himself. “My name is Gifre. I own the factory that you’re currently in. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Suddenly it occurred to him that this individual was so small that it wasn’t only himself that he had to worry about, his employees could accidentally hurt him as well. He’d have to make sure that didn’t happen.

He had a nervous twitch- he owned the place? Patches was now pretty much shaking as he realized he broke into this giant’s domain even if they seemed to be nice enough. Anyone can get angry. The little doctor went on his knees while shaking both of his hands. 
“OH gosh this place belongs to you?? I-I-I am so sorry for intruding it was cold outside and..and I had no where else to go!”

corporate-giant:

He directed his attention to where the person’s thoughts said they were and spotted the speck on the floor. With a gentle smile, he crouched to look at him. “Oh, hello. Goodness, I wasn’t aware that people could be that small.” He couldn’t help but remark on it. The Medic was only a quarter of an inch tall from his perspective.

“I wasn’t aware people can be that big.” His voice may have sounded very soft as his shaking little body was only a crumb compared to the mammoth he was in front of. Though he was a bit put off that the giant noticed him right away. They were sure they had the hiding thing down to a T. The medic shyed away- never seeing any mercenary like this before. “Who are you?….”

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askborrowermedic:

ask-fem-snipes:

Tarlae was getting sick of this, and the movement of the tiny medic caught her eye. Without warning the Sniper vanished from the argument, grabbed the jar, and ran down the hall. Climbing up the ladder she jostled the jar a lot more than she’d planned–and even more so when she tripped. The jar didn’t go flying but its occupant was shaken up due to the fall.

“Augh…bloody hell…” the Sniper hissed.

His body flew to the other side of the jar when it was falling down on the ground. Smacking his face against the cold glass as they were screaming about- falling back down to the other side of the jar as his body was getting seriously beaten up. Patches moaned as he rubbed his head. It hurt to even move though he did try to crawl to the jar’s top.

The Australian woman stood, and walked over to where she had several other jars, and softly sat it down. She then turned around, and walked downstairs.

The noise from the giants grew insanely loud, then all wet quiet. The giant who had swiped the jar Patches was in came back up the ladder, and walked back to the jar. She picked it up, sat is back down, and observed its occupant.

His face planted on the glass, watching her leave him to his own devices. Patches looked up at the jar lid and jumped many times but couldn’t reach the darn thing- not that it mattered anyways. He wouldn’t be strong enough to twist it anyways. When she returned he squeaked and ran to the over side of the jar, backing far away from the giantess as possible while he was hyperventilating. Staring up in horror and was tearing up a bit.