Post by Red Tiger's Eye on Aug 16, 2016 9:57:00 GMT
"Conflict. Ignorance. Aggression."
She was one to talk. She was the one who had caused most of them. And Tiger had done nothing to stop them, had she? Instead, she chose to run away. Run away when she could've done something different. It was always like that. She thought of herself as intelligent, but yet she wasn't clever. She could never act in the moment. She was too afraid. Tiger was always afraid. And this is where she had ended up. A planet at civil war. Things were never going to change, she had realized that by now. Sentient beings can never get along for long, can they?
Tiger was walking through fields, now far from the town she had previously visited. She was carrying a human backpack from before that was filled with garbage. She couldn't steal, it didn't feel right. Garbage was enough anyways. She could surely make some sort of life on this planet. While she was free from her designated work, she felt trapped. It was a small planet. She didn't doubt that her captain had given up on the chase by now. She hasn't seen her in almost a month now. It was hard to keep track of the time. She spotted a few cliffs in the distance. It wasn't hard to immediatly recognize, a Kindergarten. It was risky, but she would approach.
Abandoning most of her thoughts in curiousity of this new place, she sped up, running towards the entrance. Tiger would slow down to a near halt once she spotted the broken injectors. They weren't just disabled, but had been destroyed. Many of them, at least. "Easier to salvage, I suppose." she sighed, getting to work. Disassembling an injector takes time when you're alone, but she had time. She had all the time actually. This was her life now, trying to desperately survive on a planet. She took time to stare into the walls of the Kindergarten. The holes seem what would be deemed "healthy". Not like she was very interested, it wasn't her subject.
Surprisingly there was nobody here. Not a single gem. There were many holes though. Where could they all be? When she first woke up, she was greeted with other gems. If you can call it a greeting. Tiger's memories about the process were still a bit fuzzy. Having to wake up with an already set amount of knowledge, you get a bit disorientated. She shook her head, why was she still thinking about that? She's here now, she needs to think about the now. She continued to work on the injector. She had decided to partially fix it rather than just take it's parts. It's main purpose had already been fulfilled, what else could an injector offer?
She was one to talk. She was the one who had caused most of them. And Tiger had done nothing to stop them, had she? Instead, she chose to run away. Run away when she could've done something different. It was always like that. She thought of herself as intelligent, but yet she wasn't clever. She could never act in the moment. She was too afraid. Tiger was always afraid. And this is where she had ended up. A planet at civil war. Things were never going to change, she had realized that by now. Sentient beings can never get along for long, can they?
Tiger was walking through fields, now far from the town she had previously visited. She was carrying a human backpack from before that was filled with garbage. She couldn't steal, it didn't feel right. Garbage was enough anyways. She could surely make some sort of life on this planet. While she was free from her designated work, she felt trapped. It was a small planet. She didn't doubt that her captain had given up on the chase by now. She hasn't seen her in almost a month now. It was hard to keep track of the time. She spotted a few cliffs in the distance. It wasn't hard to immediatly recognize, a Kindergarten. It was risky, but she would approach.
Abandoning most of her thoughts in curiousity of this new place, she sped up, running towards the entrance. Tiger would slow down to a near halt once she spotted the broken injectors. They weren't just disabled, but had been destroyed. Many of them, at least. "Easier to salvage, I suppose." she sighed, getting to work. Disassembling an injector takes time when you're alone, but she had time. She had all the time actually. This was her life now, trying to desperately survive on a planet. She took time to stare into the walls of the Kindergarten. The holes seem what would be deemed "healthy". Not like she was very interested, it wasn't her subject.
Surprisingly there was nobody here. Not a single gem. There were many holes though. Where could they all be? When she first woke up, she was greeted with other gems. If you can call it a greeting. Tiger's memories about the process were still a bit fuzzy. Having to wake up with an already set amount of knowledge, you get a bit disorientated. She shook her head, why was she still thinking about that? She's here now, she needs to think about the now. She continued to work on the injector. She had decided to partially fix it rather than just take it's parts. It's main purpose had already been fulfilled, what else could an injector offer?