by paper_stars on Thu Jul 23, 2009 12:15 pm
Jodie worried her lips a bit as the smoke filled the room and trickled out through the door and into the desert. She went to the toolbot and searched through the tools it had in its box, thinking. She listened as Lu sounded off everything that was wrong and considered what she could do all the while. Also partly paying attention to Olivia as she also pointed out some things that were wrong, that were easily spotted..
But to give the old girl credit some things that a person has no experience with and they can see, mainly because its obvious can sometimes be over looked by someone who knows what they’re doing because they aren’t looking for the obvious.
“Oh sure.” With one hand holding a few tools and the other placing a little flash light strappy hat on her head. “Not all hope is lost.” She was optimistic, but she knew that she could get it running for as long as she had said. Three days, four pushing it.
“And you are right Olivia, it is a bad thing.”
Jodie said as she got to her knees, then her on her stomach as she pushed her head through the hole. The whole was wide enough to fit a person through, but it wasn’t deep enough and there were wires everywhere. The hole was made to be accessible, but not something you could crawl into.
She turned the little switch on so she could see the damage. She could definitely smell it, besides the slight haze of smoke, she could smell the rubber that enclosed the copper wires.
Right now, her best companion was tape.
She’d remove the melted wires, and some all she needed to repair were the rubber casings. That’s where the tape came in. A few yanks here, some curses there.
A light pounding of the head of the screw driver to pry this and that loose, the tightening of bolts and screws.
She was pretty much finished and was ready to leave the hole when she noticed something. “Well that’s weird.” Reaching her arm down she moved a few wires to the side so she could see the ones behind it. As she examined them, she realized that it looked like it was chewed. Maybe by a rat..a big rat.
She reattached the chewed wires and taped them up but as she started to withdraw she froze. Her entire body went stiff as the hairs on the back of her neck stood up. Her arm was still in the hole, her shoulder partly sticking out and her face looking down.
Jodie had felt something, that light, creepy sensation. Kind of like a spider crawling up your arm. She felt it on her arm, but it wasn’t as small as a little spider. Bugs always made her skin crawl, spiders made her squirm.. But she could tell, this wasn’t a bug, it was too heavy and in truth she didn’t want to turn her head and shine her light on it. She didn’t want to see what it was.
But there was that urge to look, a quick glance. She didn’t really turn her head, but when she looked there was nothing there. She relaxed. So she was just imaging things.
As she relaxed something unthinkable happened. When she moved again, there was a sudden sharp pain running through her shoulder.
Olivia would be able to witness it first hand, though Christoph would be able to see it as well. Little drops of blood splattered into the air as something ripped through the back of her jump suit. For a second there was nothing there, just blood and a tear in her jumper. But then the ‘invisibility’ disappeared to show a somewhat large silver scorpion shaped tail, it wasn’t any bigger than your average household butcher knife.
The owner of that tail was hanging off Jodie’s arm, it looked almost similar to a Chihuahua sized scorpion. The only difference between this creature and the actual bug, was that its feet were sharp and claw like and it didn’t have pinchers at the front of its head. It’s face and jaws were elongated like a dog and it had little black beady eyes set deep into the sides of it’s skull. It’s hide almost shimmered like silver armor as the creature nearly seemed unreal.
Jodie was in a potion with her head just a few inches above the bug as it sat on arm. It’s claw like feet no doubt digging into her arm so it wouldn’t be shook off. From where Christoph was standing it would be a perfect, but dangerous shot. If he was skilled enough to take it with the gun he has.
But there would be movement in the dimly light room, in the corners as they went unnoticed, as they had sat invisible they now moved. Their feet skittering lightly up the walls and floor of the building. It’d be hard to say how many there was, perhaps four or five not counting the one lodged into jodie’s shoulder.
Slowly one by one, their camouflage would disappear and their silver hides would become visible against the dark walls.