Eight discovery

[saikyocivrobo]

[Action post!]

[In the deepest part of White Chalice's machine room something is stuck between two huge grinding wheels of some engine, stopping them completely. To be precise, that something is Prometheus - and it looks like he's been here quite a while, at least since the battle that caused lots of damage to the ship. It doesn't stop him from flailing his limbs maniacally, though, hoping to gain attention of any passing technician repairing this area or any other crew member who wandered in here for some reason. Or maybe he's just doing it because he's being slowly crushed by the machine.]

Comments

[burningprez.livejournal.com]

Yes I am! And-

Wait... it fell on him? He didn't even say anything!

[Looks at Prometheus for confirmation. WAVE YOUR HANDS AND NOD IF ITS YES]

Did it fall on you or is the kid just making stuff up?

[saikyocivrobo]

[Prometheus nods energetically! At the notion of the glue, that is. To make sure the message is clear, he grabs a bottle of soda, pretends to be stuck in imaginary gears and is about to pour it over his head when Werter stops him.]

Thank you Prometheus, I think this pantomime got far enough. Last thing I need to do is make more mess while my roommate is gone.

[burningprez.livejournal.com]

Huh. Here I thought someone shoved him there on purpose.

Well... I should probably go get someone to fix...that

[Motions to the door]

You two keep out of trouble!

[Points at Prometheus]

Double for you short-stuff. No idea if I'll be able to bail you out again.

[saikyocivrobo]

Who would hate Prometheus enough to purposely do that?

...On second thought, don't answer that.

[The tiny robot salutes the president in response. Only it's the three-finger scout salute.]