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09.02.2012 , 12:57 AM |
Like noones watching eh...
just finished something along these lines. gotta make it vague to fit into ToS, but should be fine i think
Euryale (BH) Mako, and Blizz
*Click* The lock on the chest was open. Blizz was impressed at how complex the lock was; it must have very important things in it! Or he figured it would, if Boss hadn’t seemed to forget about the large chest seemingly hidden beneath some furniture in her room. He had asked about it before to her, but she seemed to quickly say ” it’s nothing. “. If Boss seemed so disinterested in it, it was fair game for Blizz to investigate, right?
He opened the lid of the chest, and his beady golden eyes widened. Machines. Strange machines. Silver orbs tethered to a controller by a dainty thin wire. Wobbly, long, plastoid …. things. A few objects Blizz recognised: Wrist restraints his boss sometimes used to subdue live captures, but these ones were much more delicate. The little jawa was completely fascinated by all the strange devices.
He picked up one of the long plastoid objects, this one having a set of buttons at it’s base. He had seen jedi with similar things, so he carefully pointed it away from him first before pressing a button. Instead of creating a strong beam of plasma, the object began to buzz strongly in his hand, causing him to drop it in surprise. This caused a second button to be pushed when it hit the ground, and the object began squirming. Blizz couldn’t help but giggle as the strange thing danced on the floor, bouncing slightly from the vibration, and rolling around from the circular squirming.
In a matter of minutes, all objects with a vibrating motor were having a little dance party on the floor, buzzing and bouncing on the hard surface.
What were these things used for? How did they “buzz” ? The jawa picked one up and studied it. It felt all funny in his hands, and he touched the tip of it between his eyes. He laughed as the world around him blurred from the vibration. The sensation only intensified as he bit down on it experimentally. He had to figure out what these magic things were all about.
The Huntress and Mako stood in the doorway to the captain’s room, their shopping bags dropped by their feet, both frozen with their mouths wide open in shock at what they saw. Across the entire room, small motors, wires, controllers, and plastoid scraps littered the floor. In the centre of the room, was Blizz, crouching over the remains of the huntress’ favourite Czerka Magic Wand muscle massager, it’s components coming undone swiftly from the jawa’s nimble hands and tools he always kept along side him.
Blizz was so absorbed in his tool dissection, that he nearly jumped 5 feet in the air when he heard his boss scream at the top of her lungs.
Mako just laughed. Torian and Gault came running in from the sound of the commotion. Both took one look at the scene in front of them. Gault spun on his heels, and left the scene, muttering " Nope. I ain't touching this one. Too weird for me. "Torian just stood there, a smug grin forming on his face.
My BH would like to assure you that no jawas were harmed after the initial episode where he destroyed her collection of back massagers. Carrying around all that durasteel armor, and constantly getting into scuffles has left her with a chronically sore neck and back, which she has had to resort to treating via mechanical means. She would like for everyone to stop giving her that look. It's her sore neck. Really.
Crezelle De'Chimera, of the Shadowlands
" Secret Agent Blue Booty, at your service. You Lead the way; I bring the kolto. "