Stark Industries, Friday
Peridot had a problem that she really should have foreseen before she decided that maybe she should start actually coming in to work again to do her job. There were things she wanted to build, and somebody had actually come in that morning asking if she could make their toaster fly, and then there was that one technical difficulty.
That one teeny, tiny hiccup in her plans.
When she stepped up to the workbench, she was looking up at the bottom of it.
...
"I really miss my limb enhancers," she muttered, and then set about trying to find a step-ladder. She wasn't going to be getting very much done today without it.
[OOC: Open! The smol alien is in and could use a boost.]
That one teeny, tiny hiccup in her plans.
When she stepped up to the workbench, she was looking up at the bottom of it.
...
"I really miss my limb enhancers," she muttered, and then set about trying to find a step-ladder. She wasn't going to be getting very much done today without it.
[OOC: Open! The smol alien is in and could use a boost.]