05-29-2017, 05:13 PM
They’re called ‘jawas’, and despite appearances, their home is actually surprisingly advanced for such crude beings. But it’s horribly cobbled-together. I don’t think there’s more than a square foot that comes from the same source of tech.
I can’t stand it. I want to do something about it right now, but I’m exhausted.
“Bed!” I bark at Number One, Two and Three, and they babble enthusiastically, leading me towards a dark chamber.
… It’s a store room, filled with canisters of gasoline and other components. I snarl.
“Fuck this.”
I exit the sandcrawler and float upwards to the top of it. There, I work on summoning a bedchamber that’s at least reasonable. I’m far too tired to focus on anything truly worthy of myself, but I at least summon a nice feather-pillow bed, enclosed in a small dome-shaped room that’s fixed to the top of the sandcrawler. I crawl into my nice, dark tomb and collapse into exhaustion.
I can’t stand it. I want to do something about it right now, but I’m exhausted.
“Bed!” I bark at Number One, Two and Three, and they babble enthusiastically, leading me towards a dark chamber.
… It’s a store room, filled with canisters of gasoline and other components. I snarl.
“Fuck this.”
I exit the sandcrawler and float upwards to the top of it. There, I work on summoning a bedchamber that’s at least reasonable. I’m far too tired to focus on anything truly worthy of myself, but I at least summon a nice feather-pillow bed, enclosed in a small dome-shaped room that’s fixed to the top of the sandcrawler. I crawl into my nice, dark tomb and collapse into exhaustion.
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