6. “Nice, scorpion-robot, good scorpion-robot… Slag, why did he pick me…?”
Simmons cursed as he attempted to circle around the giant scorpion. It scuttled to one side, blocking him off. Somewhere in the distance he could hear shouts as the other humans attempted to figure out some way of taking down the thing without killing him.
I knew today was a bad day, why oh why is it following me- It took one scuttle too close, and he reacted instantly, barking out, "HEEL!"
It froze. He stared. "Back up." He snarled, again in his best 'I-will-not-take-any-bull-from-you-so-behave' voice- it was well honed from talking to officials.
It backed up, tail wagging. Simmons took a deep breath, before yelling, "Everyone, stand down. I don't think it's going to hurt me."
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Date: 2009-10-23 12:53 pm (UTC)Simmons cursed as he attempted to circle around the giant scorpion. It scuttled to one side, blocking him off. Somewhere in the distance he could hear shouts as the other humans attempted to figure out some way of taking down the thing without killing him.
I knew today was a bad day, why oh why is it following me- It took one scuttle too close, and he reacted instantly, barking out, "HEEL!"
It froze. He stared. "Back up." He snarled, again in his best 'I-will-not-take-any-bull-from-you-so-behave' voice- it was well honed from talking to officials.
It backed up, tail wagging. Simmons took a deep breath, before yelling, "Everyone, stand down. I don't think it's going to hurt me."
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