"S'cool," she told Cady, because she understood very well that 'it's complicated' sometimes just meant 'don't ask'. At least, it did when she said it.
"Huh." Kreska pursed her lips thoughtfully, scanning over parts familiar and not once more. So why add the alien parts at all? Vanity project? Or else the species just had needs that were niche enough that only they produced the parts to satisfy them. Weird sleep cycles or nutrient needs, maybe.
But if the ship came with a droid that had a human chassis, that just made things weirder. Couldn't have been that different, to be able to work with him.
Hell, why give him a meatsuit at all? Why not a blank? It would work just as well, surely, and the human face couldn't have been intended to put xenos at ease.
"M'sure they're not that bad," Kreska said, not sure of any such thing. Mostly it was hard to believe that they could be enough of a problem to make Kreska seem not a problem by comparison. Kreska was always a problem. "But I wouldn' wanna make 'im break a promise," she said, as if she was doing him a favor by making him show her around.
"I'll b'have," she assured Cady, going so far as to flutter her eyelashes. This was not necessarily true. But it wasn't like she was planning to go snooping or breaking things. That was basically behaving.
Kreska was not a mechanic. She was not, by most standards, even particularly smart – not any kind of smart that showed up well on paper. She nonetheless had certain things that she was very good at, and one of those things was Going Fast. In the interest of Going Fast, she had learned some things about navigation, about flying, about engines. If something fell apart, she couldn't fix it for shit. But if everything was working right, she knew how to break it just right to make it do what she wanted.
OmniCorps, anyway. She knew OmniCorps like the back of her hand. Maybe better than, with some of her recently added scars.
She followed Camdis, stepping toes-first and sort of sideways because she was barefoot and that was just kind of what happened. "Yesss," she agreed, which was probably a worrying tone. Not so much excited about Cady or about weapons as excited to see the engine, to see if she recognized it, to see if it had her favorite hidden engineering features. She clasped her hands behind her back so she'd keep her hands to herself, and so she wouldn't be tempted to go climbing on anything, because that seemed like it would be frowned upon. Staying on her toes made it easier to turn backward to grin at Rocket, looking as insufferably pleased as a child with their hand in a cookie jar.
Or as Kreska with her hand in a cookie jar.
After a moment's walking backward, she twirled back around to face front, a lazy interrupted pirouette. Her curls bounced, and it would probably be a while before her hair was dry enough to reach its usual defiance of gravity.
"Huh." Kreska pursed her lips thoughtfully, scanning over parts familiar and not once more. So why add the alien parts at all? Vanity project? Or else the species just had needs that were niche enough that only they produced the parts to satisfy them. Weird sleep cycles or nutrient needs, maybe.
But if the ship came with a droid that had a human chassis, that just made things weirder. Couldn't have been that different, to be able to work with him.
Hell, why give him a meatsuit at all? Why not a blank? It would work just as well, surely, and the human face couldn't have been intended to put xenos at ease.
"M'sure they're not that bad," Kreska said, not sure of any such thing. Mostly it was hard to believe that they could be enough of a problem to make Kreska seem not a problem by comparison. Kreska was always a problem. "But I wouldn' wanna make 'im break a promise," she said, as if she was doing him a favor by making him show her around.
"I'll b'have," she assured Cady, going so far as to flutter her eyelashes. This was not necessarily true. But it wasn't like she was planning to go snooping or breaking things. That was basically behaving.
Kreska was not a mechanic. She was not, by most standards, even particularly smart – not any kind of smart that showed up well on paper. She nonetheless had certain things that she was very good at, and one of those things was Going Fast. In the interest of Going Fast, she had learned some things about navigation, about flying, about engines. If something fell apart, she couldn't fix it for shit. But if everything was working right, she knew how to break it just right to make it do what she wanted.
OmniCorps, anyway. She knew OmniCorps like the back of her hand. Maybe better than, with some of her recently added scars.
She followed Camdis, stepping toes-first and sort of sideways because she was barefoot and that was just kind of what happened. "Yesss," she agreed, which was probably a worrying tone. Not so much excited about Cady or about weapons as excited to see the engine, to see if she recognized it, to see if it had her favorite hidden engineering features. She clasped her hands behind her back so she'd keep her hands to herself, and so she wouldn't be tempted to go climbing on anything, because that seemed like it would be frowned upon. Staying on her toes made it easier to turn backward to grin at Rocket, looking as insufferably pleased as a child with their hand in a cookie jar.
Or as Kreska with her hand in a cookie jar.
After a moment's walking backward, she twirled back around to face front, a lazy interrupted pirouette. Her curls bounced, and it would probably be a while before her hair was dry enough to reach its usual defiance of gravity.
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