Post by CleanFreak on Mar 18, 2017 1:03:05 GMT
Once the pile-compilation was completed, he vanished his swiss-army-cleaning-tool and started to move around the large pile, picking up odds and ends that were sticking out at odd angles, and placing them carefully in nooks were they became more united with the overall structure of the pile. He tilted his head, dodged and wove, bouncing on his toes to find those perfect alcoves within the mess to store the odder shaped pieces.
Then he walked back around, and slapped his hands together, his body taking on a rather accomplished A pose, legs apart, fists on his hips.
He admitted openly "It is not my best pile... but I would place it within the top 25% as far as efficiency, speed, and overall tidyness... " he squinted, and picked up a crumpled flier with a corner still flat, and unruffled it, opening it, flattening it against his thigh, folding it carefully into a romboid, and putting it back into the pile more neatly.
He didn't get the 'overall well done being an independent force that requires no direction'. That would require understanding innuendo, or double entendres, or understanding social cues. These were skills or talents he didn't posses. So that whole meaning just whizzed right over his head.
He did state, factually "Technically, you do not need piles to land Roaming Eyes. They can be landed in any solid surface of no less than 10 cubic meters. But as I have recently witnessed, if properly executed, they can even be landed underwater without harm coming to the craft. They are surprisingly adaptable at landing, and therefore a pile is unnecessary. In fact I would probably suggest NOT landing one on this pile. This pile is composed of small, oddly shaped objects of varying substance, weight, size, and support capabilities. Landing a Roaming Eye on this pile would result in a large explosion of litter, an the ship would likely tilt or sink into it, it's weight and dimensions pressing outward the varying debris it is composed of. As well as possibly sealing the hatch or creating a blockage to the opening due to that. So that would in fact be a terrible idea. "
After he was done talking, he nodded, and started to collect the pile into evenly broken up lumps, with large green bubbles. Then, wooshing them up into the air, one after another.
"There I believe that this particular mess has been readily disposed of. "
Then he walked back around, and slapped his hands together, his body taking on a rather accomplished A pose, legs apart, fists on his hips.
He admitted openly "It is not my best pile... but I would place it within the top 25% as far as efficiency, speed, and overall tidyness... " he squinted, and picked up a crumpled flier with a corner still flat, and unruffled it, opening it, flattening it against his thigh, folding it carefully into a romboid, and putting it back into the pile more neatly.
He didn't get the 'overall well done being an independent force that requires no direction'. That would require understanding innuendo, or double entendres, or understanding social cues. These were skills or talents he didn't posses. So that whole meaning just whizzed right over his head.
He did state, factually "Technically, you do not need piles to land Roaming Eyes. They can be landed in any solid surface of no less than 10 cubic meters. But as I have recently witnessed, if properly executed, they can even be landed underwater without harm coming to the craft. They are surprisingly adaptable at landing, and therefore a pile is unnecessary. In fact I would probably suggest NOT landing one on this pile. This pile is composed of small, oddly shaped objects of varying substance, weight, size, and support capabilities. Landing a Roaming Eye on this pile would result in a large explosion of litter, an the ship would likely tilt or sink into it, it's weight and dimensions pressing outward the varying debris it is composed of. As well as possibly sealing the hatch or creating a blockage to the opening due to that. So that would in fact be a terrible idea. "
After he was done talking, he nodded, and started to collect the pile into evenly broken up lumps, with large green bubbles. Then, wooshing them up into the air, one after another.
"There I believe that this particular mess has been readily disposed of. "