When I get excited about something my friend has no interest in.
Beautiful Ringneck Snake
(Mount Tamalpais, California - 3/2014)
Remember when the platform was sliding into the fire pit and I said ”Good-bye!” and you were like NO WAY and then I was all ”We pretended we were going to murder you”? That was great…
There were three robots beside myself in the clearing. 0396 stood across from me along with another Scout I recognized as 0395. The unit who dragged me was a Soldier I had watch explode into several large fragments during a rooftop battle not so long ago. 0484 was standing beside me so that I had to look up to see his face. With his eyes covered by his helmet and his arms crossed disapprovingly, he was quite imposing.
Footsteps echoed in the hallway, swifter and lighter than the ones that had preceeded Demoman and Soldier. Soldier spun around on his heel and barged into the hall.
Soldier unit: HOLD IT RIGHT THERE MISSY! I NEED TO MAKE SURE YOU ARE NOT A ROBOTIC IMPOSTER!
Miss Pauling: Soldier, move. I don’t have time for this today.
Medic unit: Why aren’t you both concealed yet?!
Herr Engineer grabbed my arm and pulled me into the closet, which was a bit unnecessary as I was already halfway inside. Then he reached forward and pulled the door completely shut so that the only lights came from the bottom of the door and our optical receptors. I could see Herr Engineer watching the back of the door with rapt attention in the dim blue glow. As well as he could given our restricted mobility in such a small space, he leaned his head toward the door to listen. I did the same.