Mellie's sudden distant and robotic expression actually seemed to cause the green young man concern. Part of that concern seemed to be "what fresh new crazy is this?" judging from his expression, but part of it also seemed to borne of genuine concern for her well-being.
How she was acting was not a normal reaction.
He immediately whipped out a small device that looked like something out of a sci-fi show, some kind of compact personal computer. Running it up and down Mellie's body in a quick scan, he looked completely perplexed at what he saw on the screen.
He opened his mouth to say something about it, but there was a sudden high-pitched noise that sounded like it was coming from the throats of a whole flock of...somethings. The green guy twirled around so quickly to look at it that he actually took to the air and then pointed above at what he seemed to want them all to see: flashing silver shapes darted in the air overhead like some demented school of aerial fish. They would get a better glimpse now of the parasites, nasty spectral things that looked like some horrid mix of every nasty long-bodied animal there was - a little bit eel here, a little bit lamprey there, some sea snake over there.
In the air over the town square, they swam around in a strange dance that made them seem as if they were multiplying.
Greenjeans looked back to the other humanoids and gestured towards the robot suit.
*"Whatever you’re doing to my suit, you need to cease doing it immediately. To stop them, I need it to be functional - the equipment inside it is delicate."
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How she was acting was not a normal reaction.
He immediately whipped out a small device that looked like something out of a sci-fi show, some kind of compact personal computer. Running it up and down Mellie's body in a quick scan, he looked completely perplexed at what he saw on the screen.
He opened his mouth to say something about it, but there was a sudden high-pitched noise that sounded like it was coming from the throats of a whole flock of...somethings. The green guy twirled around so quickly to look at it that he actually took to the air and then pointed above at what he seemed to want them all to see: flashing silver shapes darted in the air overhead like some demented school of aerial fish. They would get a better glimpse now of the parasites, nasty spectral things that looked like some horrid mix of every nasty long-bodied animal there was - a little bit eel here, a little bit lamprey there, some sea snake over there.
In the air over the town square, they swam around in a strange dance that made them seem as if they were multiplying.
Greenjeans looked back to the other humanoids and gestured towards the robot suit.
*"Whatever you’re doing to my suit, you need to cease doing it immediately. To stop them, I need it to be functional - the equipment inside it is delicate."