another char arrival log. my god

[peridont]

Who: peridot and.... you??!?!?!!
Where: PLACES
When: grunts
What: earth isn't what peridot expected and she's pissed off
Warnings: MUCH EXASPERATION



a. crater/city/city outskirts

Her gem wasn't damaged by the crash. That was, much to Peridot's relief, instantly apparent.

She forms a pad out of her fingers not long after she stopped panicking (only took a good ten minutes), running some scans and tapping out some basic observations. Her pod was nowhere to be seen; troubling, but not much she could do about it.

"Just what I needed..." she mutters to herself, two fingers floating up to pinch the bridge of her nose.

"Earth is noticeably," Peridot looks around, kneels down and pokes at the ground before speaking directly into the pad. "Dilapidated. I've lost the Kindergarten location, however it remains my top priority."

Closing the pad and sighing heavily again, she clomps away from where she woke up, unknowingly following the behest of a call towards the city.

b. medibay

It's time to make proper contact with the locals.

Eugh.

Peridot chose what appeared to be a production/research facility for her loathsome task - at the very least, it appeared to be one of the more active buildings. She can talk to one, ask for parts in exchange for some kind of service. Homeworld was partial to those who can offer something in return, surely this place would work the same way?

That said... they are awfully big when you get close, battlesuits or not. Peridot can't help but find herself sticking close to the shadows, subconsciously hiding from beings over thirty times her size.

Let's hope there's no misunderstandings about why she's sliding around equipment and file locations. Especially seeing as it's the middle of the night.

Comments

[peridont]

She looks around briefly.

"It really says something when inanimate objects find you tiresome."

Idioms are lost on her. As is the situation, as everything just raises more questions! Mostly: where's her pod?!

"Of course." Yeah, she's not showing or admitting any of that confusion. Peridot just thinks this is part of Earth and her equipment was damaged in the crash. "You'll have to excuse me, I have a message to send."

She can jury-rig a communicator, probably. Or maybe find one and hi-jack the frequency!

[wheeljackofalltrades]

"That's not what I--"

Ah, so she was like Ultra Magnus without the warmth or people skills. Gotcha.

"To who? And with what? Doubt you'll get any signal out here, mean green machine."

[peridont]

"None of your business and I'll figure something out. I always do."

Peridot just scowls at the 'mean green machine' comment.

"It's Peridot."

[wheeljackofalltrades]

"Peridot."

His brows raise up, thinking on that for a moment. "'s a weird name, but who'm I to judge?"

He laughs, leaning an elbow against that rocky outcropping. "And honestly, I consider it my business since this is technically my planet."

[peridont]

"It's perfectly normal!"

Who is this... JACK OF WHEELS and his JUDGING.

"Then you'll be delighted to know that that my main goals involve," a finger floats up for each of her points. "Finding my ship, or failing that, building one, getting into it, starting it up and then flying away from this planet and its primitive clod inhabitants!"

[wheeljackofalltrades]

"Only the non normal people say that, you know."

JACK OF WHEELS IS BETTER THAN "ROCK"

Don't mind if he....finds those fingers interesting, reaching out to take one like a toothpick.

Completely ignoring what she's saying.

1/ whatever i havent decided yet

[peridont]

"Well, I--"

[peridont]

[OH SHIT THAT'S A BIG HAND COMING TOWARDS HER]

[peridont]

[DID HE JUST]

[peridont]

[peridont]

done

[peridont]

"PUT THAT BACK!!!"

[wheeljackofalltrades]

His eyes divert from the finger for a moment before looking back down at her.

"You mean this?"

Of course she means that, dummy.

[peridont]

She activates her Megaman looking weapon on her other hand and points it at him, trying to be threatening. Considering the green orb is probably small enough that it's barely visible to Wheeljack, it's doubtful she's achieving this goal.

"What else could I possibly mean, you overgrown tin can?!"

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Oh, that's new.

In fact, it gets his attention enough to let go of the finger, letting it slowly hover back to her.

"Ouch, that hurts me right here, Green." A hand gestures over his spark. "Your words are like poison."

[peridont]

Good, that means she won. She disarms the cannon and dissipates the orb by... shaking her hand.

"What is that, your weak spot?" HAHA another victory for Peridot! "I'm writing a critique of your terrible systems for your programmers to read. They'll thank me later."

[wheeljackofalltrades]

Yes you certainly did, Peridot. You're doing so great.

"What can I say? You got me." Oh man she's perfect. "Please make it out to Ultra Magnus. I'm sure he'd be delighted to read about that."

[peridont]

"Ultra Magnus..." she frowns, but nods. It does not occur to her that might be a fake name. She does not believe this robot is sentient just yet.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

"With love. I want him to know that I appreciate this report," Oh now you're just being a smug asshole, Wheeljack.

Why not dot your i's with hearts.

[peridont]

"Right... and what's your serial number? This Ultra Magnus will probably want to know which one of their..." she looks him up and down, "drones is malfunctioning."

[wheeljackofalltrades]

"Serial number? 'fraid I didn't come with one.

That's what happens when you're a living thing."

[peridont]

"Uh huh. That's cute."

Peridot wants to believe that nothing would ever choose to be this annoying and trashy. Then again, Jasper...

"Seriously, now."

[wheeljackofalltrades]

"Okay, I'll be serious."

...

A hand goes over his face, wiping it down as if to wipe off that expression. Replacing it with a grumpy face.

"I'm alive."

[peridont]

"Oh, please. Not even Homeworld robots are self aware."

Sorry, Jackie. Peridot is an infant and also being kinda racist.

[wheeljackofalltrades]

"Yeah? Well rocks on my planet aren't either."

He picks one up, as a demonstration, leaning over to hold it right in front of her. Before crushing it.

"See what I'm gettin' at here?"