Mavi
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Sep 13, 2012
Morticia rolled up the loose yellow sleeves of her sweater as she worked, struggling to keep up with Rick’s hurried pace as they shoved armful after armful of the mysterious crystal cloisters into the ship, but it was impossible to escape the heat. The planet itself was very humid, covered mostly in vibrantly colored jungles, but the crystals were in a large clearing away from the dense foliage. The mugginess had Morticia soaked in sweat in no time, adding to her misery as her sweater clung to her skinny figure like wet paper. “Ugh, Rick, this really sucks! It’s-... it’s hot, and my arms are tired!” She whined, taking a small breather to lean against the side of her grandfather’s ship.
“Why do we have to be in such a hurry? This stuff is really heavy, too!” She added, groaning dramatically as, for emphasis, she picked up one of the strange crystals, physically straining to do so before dropping it. It landed between her feet with a heavy ‘thud!’ against the compact dirt below.
“I don’t know, can’t we like… you know… take a break? I’m sure this planet has inhabitants, we could go to the nearest town and just, hang out! Maybe some of the locals will even help us?” Morticia pressed, hyping herself up with the very IDEA of calling it quits and finding somewhere to take a bath and get some sleep. They had been away from home looking for this stuff for a few days, so a day or R&R surely wasn’t too much to ask for! Her cloths were all dirty from days in the forest, and she would do just about anything for some palatable food.
“We already have a lot of this stuff packed in the ship, isn’t it enough?” As she continued her complaining, she noticed that Rick was still working at break-neck speed to shove as much crystal into the ship as possible, so she pouted and, begrudgingly, got back to work. All the while keeping her pleading eyes on her grandfather, as if hoping he’d cave. It was then, though, that she realized the back of the ship was full — and that Rick was cramming her seat full now.
“What the hell! Wh-where am I supposed to sit?!” She didn’t even try to keep her voice down as she protested, glaring nervously at the old man as sweat dripped down her chin and she shifted, trying to find a better grip on the armful of crystal she held onto despite not knowing where to put it now. Maybe the smart thing to do would be to put it back down, but her brain was already so focused on where she was going to sit that she had kind of forgotten about the load she struggled to hold. She wouldn’t put it past him to leave her behind so he had more room to haul his precious jungle crystals home, and was getting more and more nervous thinking about the possibility. “Rick, I swear to God, if you leave me here I’m-... I’m never going to go on another stupid adventure with you!” Not that she’d be able to, considering he would be back on Earth and she’d be wherever the hell they were, but that was entirely beside the point!
“Why do we have to be in such a hurry? This stuff is really heavy, too!” She added, groaning dramatically as, for emphasis, she picked up one of the strange crystals, physically straining to do so before dropping it. It landed between her feet with a heavy ‘thud!’ against the compact dirt below.
“I don’t know, can’t we like… you know… take a break? I’m sure this planet has inhabitants, we could go to the nearest town and just, hang out! Maybe some of the locals will even help us?” Morticia pressed, hyping herself up with the very IDEA of calling it quits and finding somewhere to take a bath and get some sleep. They had been away from home looking for this stuff for a few days, so a day or R&R surely wasn’t too much to ask for! Her cloths were all dirty from days in the forest, and she would do just about anything for some palatable food.
“We already have a lot of this stuff packed in the ship, isn’t it enough?” As she continued her complaining, she noticed that Rick was still working at break-neck speed to shove as much crystal into the ship as possible, so she pouted and, begrudgingly, got back to work. All the while keeping her pleading eyes on her grandfather, as if hoping he’d cave. It was then, though, that she realized the back of the ship was full — and that Rick was cramming her seat full now.
“What the hell! Wh-where am I supposed to sit?!” She didn’t even try to keep her voice down as she protested, glaring nervously at the old man as sweat dripped down her chin and she shifted, trying to find a better grip on the armful of crystal she held onto despite not knowing where to put it now. Maybe the smart thing to do would be to put it back down, but her brain was already so focused on where she was going to sit that she had kind of forgotten about the load she struggled to hold. She wouldn’t put it past him to leave her behind so he had more room to haul his precious jungle crystals home, and was getting more and more nervous thinking about the possibility. “Rick, I swear to God, if you leave me here I’m-... I’m never going to go on another stupid adventure with you!” Not that she’d be able to, considering he would be back on Earth and she’d be wherever the hell they were, but that was entirely beside the point!