bug in a maze .

-5p to mirage

Let it be clear: it wasn't the fact he got shot that made her laugh. It was more how he inelegantly scrambled for cover that did.

Not that it's particularly less mean of her. But at least as painful as the shots can be, it all ends up inconsequential. He didn't die this time, and if he had—oh well, that's what the tokens are for.

So. Yeah. Not particularly sorry about that one. She'd probably be wheezing in between words if she had to breathe.

"Oh, so walking in front of the very obvious lasers was just an oops. Got it. I'll keep that in mind for when you miss the flickering lights, too."

...hm. She's been down here too long; she's starting to sound like the fish. What an awfully sobering thought.

With a slight cringe at herself, Mirage leans against the locker she was using as a shield and looks over to the breaker Pebbles still managed to pull.

antennae tilt downwards in frustration . the bandages hold little medical value to pebbles, but they hold his limbs together well enough until he can better repair them . that blasted vertebrata better have some worthwile stock .

“ i didn't mean to !“ through his exasperated, static huff, pebbles humiliation is palpable— fueling annoyance levels that taper off just at 87% . health is still lower, 48%, and functionality in his right arm has been reduced by a quarter of it's average to save power . his vision quality reduces itself by a fraction, mirage getting made into a slightly blurrier stack of pixels . small victories . “ fine— whatever . don't expect my sympathy next time you don't reach a locker in time .“

an imitated roll of his eyes as he cuts the bandage from the roll and pins it still . his statement is a bit of a falsity . sympathy is a stretch by any means— pebbles has never been much of an empath, and he doesn't particularly care to be one . but he doesn't want her dead . in any other situation, he'd do whatever he could to acquire some solitude, isolation. but here ? he hates it . and she has, unfortunately, managed to save his life more than once . unfortunately .

he finally looks up to her as the laughter stops, and an electric sigh leaves his frame . head tilting slightly at her words, he reserves his anger— decidedly, it wastes too much energy— and allows his shoulders to slump . he'll let it go . as much as pebbles' is one to hold a grudge, he's faced too many .. unfortunate ends at the hands of his own stubbornness .

tsk . a static hiss, antennae’s twitch .