[Audio] Junk Pile (Back from hiatus!)

[spacerhero]

So theoretically speaking, what would you do if you, say, ran someone over with a tank and killed them?

[There's a reason the video isn't on. Shep is trying to keep it cool, and she's no stranger to killing things on purpose. But accidentally running over a raccoon that can talk while joy-riding in the junk pile... Maybe she could just pretend he was one of those pyjacks.]

People come back to life here, right? So he'll pop back up. Er, theoretically of course.

[She was currently squatting over a squashed raccoon body debating what to do with it.]

Comments

[sword_redemption]

Well, if the First Forged cared, you'd probably know by now.

[...good news?]

Is it human?

[spacerhero]

That's slightly depressing, though I didn't realize they ever cared about anyone. I've never even seen mine.

[Which suited her just fine. She didn't want to be anyone's property anyhow.]

No... Raccoon.

[sword_redemption]

Trust me, that may be a good thing.

[Vector suddenly getting up in his grille was...not so fun.]

R-raccoon?!

[spacerhero]

Small, furry, angry... You know, Rocket. He's a raccoon.

[sword_redemption]

Oh. I...uh, don't think I've met him.

[He's pretty sure angry raccoon would have made an impression.]

Uh. I'm...sorry?

[spacerhero]

Well... He's pretty small.

[She could see how he could be missed by the robots in stature, but in attitude he was like a glaring neon sign.]

Well... With any luck he'll be back on his feet in no time.