Not exactly. [ thanks Simon very helpful. He doesn’t know how to explain it, so he just adds what he feels is super pertinent: ] They shouldn’t bother us.
[ Not that he’d know for sure. The WAU fish are supposed to be aggressive. But he was never attacked by any this small.
The dark shape oozing red is close enough that the red lights emerge from foggy impressions. They emanate from some kind of submersible robot — from what looks like the inside of it, flashing dangerously. Maybe from beneath the metal growths covering much of the machine’s exterior. There’s a kind of rhythm to them, the skeletonish framework of it, but it doesn’t look like machines should.
Need more structure gel.
Its cadence is human, deep in timbre, but the sound isn’t quite natural, nor identifiable as male or female. It sounds something like a human voice run through one of those filters they use on crime shows to protect the speaker’s identity.
How do you get so thirsty? Fucking parched, it says.
Simon grabs Alisaie’s shoulder, guides them around a rock formation with a hunted look, eyes darting to the talking robot and then back. ] Come on, we’re taking a detour.
no subject
[ Not that he’d know for sure. The WAU fish are supposed to be aggressive. But he was never attacked by any this small.
The dark shape oozing red is close enough that the red lights emerge from foggy impressions. They emanate from some kind of submersible robot — from what looks like the inside of it, flashing dangerously. Maybe from beneath the metal growths covering much of the machine’s exterior. There’s a kind of rhythm to them, the skeletonish framework of it, but it doesn’t look like machines should.
Need more structure gel.
Its cadence is human, deep in timbre, but the sound isn’t quite natural, nor identifiable as male or female. It sounds something like a human voice run through one of those filters they use on crime shows to protect the speaker’s identity.
How do you get so thirsty? Fucking parched, it says.
Simon grabs Alisaie’s shoulder, guides them around a rock formation with a hunted look, eyes darting to the talking robot and then back. ] Come on, we’re taking a detour.