The tongue slipped back in and the incursean gave a slight huff. Humans didn’t have that fast of a reflex! “Good timing short stuff. Well…I guess I’ll just start shooting then. Though that probably won’t work either.” Attea had gotten used to that really. No one important ever got hit by it! Oh sure, barrels of citizens could be vaporized but not the one person she actually wanted it to hit!
“Take this or whatever.”
Is that all the little lizard has? How adorable. She jumps, rolls, ducks behind a corner for cover and starts laughing. Cackling, really. "At least make it a challenge,“ she drawls, poking her head out so she can look at her. "That isn’t human technology, is it? Just who are you?”
A brow lifts at her response, only to finally stand from his desk. Both bots shift as he moves around towards her, then let out incoherent sounds to each other before following after him.
”Business? And what sort of business do you have with Aperture Science?”
The shorter robot at his side gazes up at what looked looked like a cat on her shoulder, squinting his optic, only to have the taller one smack him, letting out a pitched garbled sound in frustration.
“I’m looking for something. It fell from the sky it’s big, vaguely resembles alien technology but definitely isn’t alien technology. It’s mine, and I want it back. Do you have it?” There’s no point beating around the bush. She doesn’t want to talk to this human more than she has too.
“Well if you insist.” She shrugged and gave Tak a grin. Of course she was going to do a little something extra to make sure the shot actually hit the girl. Readying herself, she lashed out her long tongue in an attempt to wrap it around her and keep her in place.
“Aha~”
The tongue is surprising; she’d been expecting a gun or something like that. But she just about manages to dodge the attack, though it’s a close shave. She scoffs. “Nice try, frog-face.”
“You humans have to make everything so complicated. Since you won’t comply to my simple request, I’ll just have to shoot off an arm or a leg to motivate you.”
"Us humans?” Cue the unsettling laughter. “Like I said, your threats don’t scare me. But I suppose you’re welcome to try and shoot me.”
“Hey short stuff, do me a favor and go get me a soda. I don’t have any earth money to buy one from the vending machines. In exchange for getting me one, I won’t kill you.”
"Ha! You’re petty threats don’t scare me, huma – uh, whatever you are. It’s not my problem if you don’t have enough money.”
” No, no. I didn’t like it one bit. Also it really isn’t very original because the ‘roses are red’-part is already used a lot in poems. This is just stupid.
You’ve disappointed me, Tak. But that isn’t anything new. “
“Then maybe I should try something else.
—— The roses are wilted, the violets are dead. One of these days,
