Send a big FB to stabilize the guy and apologize for knocking him over. Return to the pod if he wants to talk or anything.
(5) A big FB rushes over and carefully disentangles this elderly patron. He seems cheerful, and dismisses the incident as an accident. He seems to recognize his mistake in nibbling your leaves, and offers his own apologies. He and your FB slowly cross to the pods, and the patron blinks lazily at you.
How very curious. What manner of creature are you?Invite the curator people to lunch with myself and the corpse.
Utilize interpretive dance.
(6) Dropping the corpse unceremoniously into a heap at your feet, you sweep two of the curators up into an embrace, and swing them around, stomping and gyrating rhythmically. You call out "to the kitchen, to the pot, to our bellies!" (a traditional accompaniment to the interpretive dance) as you go.
(1) this seems to please the curators very much, as they seem to get into the spirit of the interpretive dance quite intensely.
(5) A couple of them gather up the heap that was your companion ... wait .. .they are going the wrong way! Lunch is this way!
(4) you hear sirens approaching.
JESUS. Run around shutting everything unneeded off.
(1) You go to shut something off, and a shock courses u your arm. It really stings, and you hop around on your good foot, holding your shocked arm with your good arm for a minute.
Start fixing the dishwasher, again. This time, revert the water pressure controls back to default instead of water pulse cannon.
(6) The water pressure returns to normal, but somehow the heat setting is elevated. Now your kitchen area is filling with steam.
Take quick nutrient bath. When that's done, figure out interface issues.
(2) You leave the control area and head to the nutrient baths. You settle in for a quick ... just a little ... maybe you'll just ... sleep ... a minute ...
FACERAPE HIM ALREADY!
(1 v. 5 - this literally could not have gone worse for you. Wow.) Working your way out from under the garbage, you make your way up the heap toward your target. You see him struggling up over the ridge opposite. Success! You spring into action, leaping toward him ... and right into the container he has prepared for you. The lid clamps down, and you are caught!
Go back to my food cart.
(1) You dive into the river tunnel and head back toward your cart. You hop out of the river at your destination and begin to ... something's wrong ... where's your cart? Wait, where are you? this doesn't look right. It's too dark, for one, and whatever that purple stuff is doesn't look like anything you've seen around your cart before.
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