Post by ~Panzerschurke~ on Jan 15, 2016 5:57:31 GMT
Carbide strolled down to the edge of the beach, taking in the setting sun along the water's edge, stepping from the boardwalk onto the sand. In her hand is a large paper bag, laden with fresh hot churros from the cart up the way. The human female had seemed a little spooked at first when Carbide first approached, but she soon managed to broker a deal for the bag of tasty pastries in exchange for something, the excited young woman called a "Selfie" with the catty looking Gem, that involved the pair making ridiculous faces into the woman's communicator screen.
"Mmfff... Sho goood, you really gotta try one of these things Fulgur. The humans may be a lil squishy, but when you need to refuel as often as they do, mannnnn do they ever figure out how to add variety to their food intake regime. " The greyish plum gem holds the bag open to her new comrade, the scent of sugar, cinnamon and fryer oil, takes to the air like a delicate home world ballerina. "So, do you leave your little space at the wrecked communications hub much at all? I find that a bit of exploring and interaction with the locals always makes for a fun time, I almost never start a bar fight, they seem to like that..."
Her voice bounces along cheerfully while her body follows suit, a humm and a buzz is given off by her gem, and the boot portions of her outfit suddenly disappear in a magical 'POP', the stalwart scout settles her feet into the warm sand, taking a little spin before settling back on her heels. Clearly a bit more relaxed than she had been at their little stand off at the Hub.
"Mmfff... Sho goood, you really gotta try one of these things Fulgur. The humans may be a lil squishy, but when you need to refuel as often as they do, mannnnn do they ever figure out how to add variety to their food intake regime. " The greyish plum gem holds the bag open to her new comrade, the scent of sugar, cinnamon and fryer oil, takes to the air like a delicate home world ballerina. "So, do you leave your little space at the wrecked communications hub much at all? I find that a bit of exploring and interaction with the locals always makes for a fun time, I almost never start a bar fight, they seem to like that..."
Her voice bounces along cheerfully while her body follows suit, a humm and a buzz is given off by her gem, and the boot portions of her outfit suddenly disappear in a magical 'POP', the stalwart scout settles her feet into the warm sand, taking a little spin before settling back on her heels. Clearly a bit more relaxed than she had been at their little stand off at the Hub.