The rest of the crew assembled on the Observation Deck to meet the latest editions to their numbers. After the revelation that their worlds are gone, many of them are even more eager to see people they knew from home
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HOLY CRAP A GIANT ROBOT Lash was already inching her way over there. This couldn't just be someone inside piloting, considering it was the meat & greet, so logically, the only result is...
Okay, Ratchet had to admit, despite being freshly dumped out of a goo sack, lost and more confused than he could ever remember being in all his long life... it was sort of nice to be somewhere that seemed relatively friendly. Or maybe overly friendly in this case.
"Hi. Did you.. come from the pods too?" Did all of these people just come from the pods?
Whoawhoawhoa. Questions. "Can my- what?" Ratchet couldn't help it and his disbelief just collapsed straight into a laugh. Because if standing here after everything that had happened and having a girl ask him if he could shoot lasers from his eyes wasn't worth laughing about, then he was in a sorrier state than he realized.
"No, my optics don't shoot lasers." That's what his death ray was for, obviously! "I was created to live, same as anyone else but I trained as a doctor. My name's Ratchet. What's yours?" He grins and offers his hand out since that seems to be the greeting of choice so far.
She...looked at his hand for a few seconds before shaking it back. This was so neat.
"Wait..." This went against everything that Lash understood about robots. Which was admittedly death rays and explosions. And no laser eyes booooo. "A medic?" Her mind had trouble wrapping herself around it. Created to live. Not built. Huh.Otherworldly robots were special, weren't they.
"Name's Lash!" she said finally. "Nice to meet you!"
GIANT SENTIENT ROBOT.
"HI."
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"Hi. Did you.. come from the pods too?" Did all of these people just come from the pods?
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"I'm not sure," she replied. "I know I did, but I can't speak for everyone. What's your name? What were you built for? Can your eyes shoot lasers?"
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"No, my optics don't shoot lasers." That's what his death ray was for, obviously! "I was created to live, same as anyone else but I trained as a doctor. My name's Ratchet. What's yours?" He grins and offers his hand out since that seems to be the greeting of choice so far.
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"Wait..." This went against everything that Lash understood about robots. Which was admittedly death rays and explosions. And no laser eyes booooo. "A medic?" Her mind had trouble wrapping herself around it. Created to live. Not built. Huh.Otherworldly robots were special, weren't they.
"Name's Lash!" she said finally. "Nice to meet you!"
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