Post by Huela on Jun 13, 2018 22:07:05 GMT
February 14th, Year 1
The little creature grunted in frustration, banging a tiny fist against the large piece of scrap she'd been working on for three hours. The Core had been defused and dismantled, so there Serengeti was safe from that, but there was still so much work to do. The pod needed to be disassembled, organized by material, deconstructed, reconstructed... And these giant, damned tools weren't helping!
The Geck gives out what can only be described as a loud, angry screech, before... before licking the metal panel that had previously refused to open. Thick, cloudy saliva smears across the metal plate, lingering for a moment before beginning to hiss and smoke. It turns a startling green hue, before beginning to eat through the metal at an alarming rate.
Usually, the Geck would prefer to have used her tools. But with how big and unwieldy these human ones were, she'd never get anything done. And it wasn't just the tools! All the food was big, all the buildings were big, all the beds were big! She'd stolen the pillow she'd been sleeping on from some guy who'd gotten in trouble, and she'd been rooming with Mulan!
Another groan escapes the pile of scrap, and there's a low clang as metal finally separates from itself.