Piper had merely raised one of her eyebrows in response to the koala's short-lived lecture, which had definitely fallen on deaf ears as far as the woman was concerned. Great... Just what she needed to lighten up her miserable, shit-stained day; A reminder of how 'irritable' it was that she disrupted his work.
“I wouldn't have to,” The woman muttered, pinching the bridge of her nose with her thumb and index-finger. “But- Then you shouldn't build this piece of crap from material that's as sturdy as tin-foil!” As loud as K. would yell, Piper would yell just as loud in return. The both of them falling out at each other was as inevitable as the sun rising in the morning, and just as predictable.
Straightening her body, Piper huffed out a sigh with her last breath while slowly approaching the mechanic as her hands clasped into each other after a singular, sarcastic clap. “Whaddya mean, huh? Don't try blaming this malfunction on me, Naut.”
With Piper's comment, came an agitated huff as her body turned itself to face away from one of the many workbenches that were scattered across the room only to drop itself on it, her right arm leaning on said table as her mechanical one rested on the woman's lap. “Just shut your furry mouth and fix this junk for me will ya? One of the bolts must've bent or something, I don't fuckin' know.”
Whatever caused the stiffness in her prosthetic limb, that was a question Piper skilfully avoided by keeping her moss-green eyes from making any contact with K's already infuriated stature, and instead they observed the gigantic construct the koala had probably been so absorbed with.
“I wouldn't have to,” The woman muttered, pinching the bridge of her nose with her thumb and index-finger. “But- Then you shouldn't build this piece of crap from material that's as sturdy as tin-foil!” As loud as K. would yell, Piper would yell just as loud in return. The both of them falling out at each other was as inevitable as the sun rising in the morning, and just as predictable.
Straightening her body, Piper huffed out a sigh with her last breath while slowly approaching the mechanic as her hands clasped into each other after a singular, sarcastic clap. “Whaddya mean, huh? Don't try blaming this malfunction on me, Naut.”
With Piper's comment, came an agitated huff as her body turned itself to face away from one of the many workbenches that were scattered across the room only to drop itself on it, her right arm leaning on said table as her mechanical one rested on the woman's lap. “Just shut your furry mouth and fix this junk for me will ya? One of the bolts must've bent or something, I don't fuckin' know.”
Whatever caused the stiffness in her prosthetic limb, that was a question Piper skilfully avoided by keeping her moss-green eyes from making any contact with K's already infuriated stature, and instead they observed the gigantic construct the koala had probably been so absorbed with.