Snippet #2264041

Jessica "Hyena" MacPhearson
FSS Salient, lower levels.

"Master?" Jessica repeats the title that the IRU had repeated several times in her direction, folding her arms across her chest and looking down at the little bot.

"The hell are you on about?" It seemed to have basic interactive functions, at least. Very old, though. Or at least was designed to look that way. Hyena couldn't help but shake the image of some cheap scifi flick complete with bad acting and green paint aliens. The thought made her grin again, and she casts a look over her shoulder as if hoping someone -had- found her, so that she could share the ridiculousness of the situation.

Nudging a box out of her way with a boot, she makes a slow half-circle of the robot, giving him her own set of scans. Looked like a kid's toy, really. She'd never heard of any kind of utility robot that looked even remotely like the one in front of her. Shrugging, she ends up back where she started and runs a hand through her short hair.

"Well... They upload you with a deck layout? I need to get back up to Main Deck. Or the hangar. Whichever one they haven't managed to barricade with construction, yet."

She eyes the overhead as if she could glare directly at the manufacturers of her misfortune.

"...What are you doing down here in a box, anyway? Ship's readout didn't say anything about utility machines."