A giant brightly-colored squid has just 'walked' into the Bar.
Darryl 'Mother' Roskow is going to be properly terrified now, dropping his current project with a clatter and a scattering of parts before flailing and screaming like a little girl squid.
The squid lets out a similarly startled whistle of alarm and shoves itself backward several feet, yanking its snakelike neck and head up hard enough that it's probably trying to retract them into its body. Oh, and the tentacles, too; it might have better luck with those.
The screaming human is doing a fair job of nearly levitating while he flails. At least until he hits the ground, then it's just an all out run for a table about 20 feet away and hiding behind it.
That reaction, the creature knows. Not from humans, though. From video footage of Unggoy who've lost their Elites in battle against the humans. Unggoy morale is seldom what anyone would call very strong, and they tend to cower and hide rather than remember they're carrying plasma pistols. It... might be safe...
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One eye is enough to tell if the human is about to do anything threatening, right?
The human is firmly staying put behind his nice table of security thank you very much. He may've spent time with Laini, but 2 bad encounters with tentacles tend to leave impressions on the psyche.
Well... maybe that's all right? The creature opens the rest of its eyes and pokes its head out just a little farther, offering an apologetic, drooping sound in reply.
... we should probably mention that the creature has been derided for its scent before- Eddie Buck held his nose while calling it 'Perfume'- and that much of what's in those sacs is methane and digestive byproducts.
...You know the universe is just going to chalk that up to karma for all the times Mother's snuck an order of onion rings in here and the whole office has had to pay, alright?
He's just gonna gag and cough for a bit, alright before giving the alien a wary eye. Okay. So. It's not one of those kinds of tentacle aliens.
"...please tell me that wasn't your way of saying hello."
Another apologetic mwoop is followed by the creature lifting its head and making a very small, very careful attempt at saying hello with all four tentacles. NONE OF WHICH ARE THAT KIND OF TENTACLE THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
It turns to look at the whole place, making a helpless 'why me' sort of gesture with its upper tendrils. It's never seen anything like this before, even in Earth archite-
"...what it is, I'm told it can't reach us." He's been in that 'stark horror' bit about the window. "Your first order is on the house, and so long as you don't start any fights or do behavior humans would find indecent in public you should be okay."
It draws its attention back to the human and the present moment and trills happily. Fighting is not, hasn't ever been, an issue. And while it is much too familiar with human indecency- its introduction to human behavior involved assimilating the data of a computer system that ran an entire city- it's not actually capable of the vast majority of those acts, so it should be all right.
The Bar gets a curious look, though. There ought to be a punch-code panel around here somewhere to order from, shouldn't there?
...Give him a moment to get an idea of what the peaceful squid alien wants. His brain is still adjusting it's panic limits for the new guy.
"...Sentient, non-mobile, speaks through napkins, understands any language, can get you anything short of live animals and substances deadly to your species." Pause. "Also given towards a female personality."
Well, that's fine. Artificial intelligences among the humans all have very specific personalities, including genders. It's just-
It essays a combination of whistle and tentacle gestures, and is promptly surprised by an order of something not unlike a very large bowl of miniature Skittles. Huh. Looks like Bar understands tentacle sign even if the humans don't.
Darryl 'Mother' Roskow is going to be properly terrified now, dropping his current project with a clatter and a scattering of parts before flailing and screaming like a little girl squid.
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One eye is enough to tell if the human is about to do anything threatening, right?
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The human is firmly staying put behind his nice table of security thank you very much. He may've spent time with Laini, but 2 bad encounters with tentacles tend to leave impressions on the psyche.
Or whatever Mother had left of it.
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And the tentacles are staying close to the body.
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It is anyone's guess as to if he's frozen with fear or whatever passes for his brain has just locked itself trying to process what that thing is.
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No, literally. The sacs sort of droop and...
... we should probably mention that the creature has been derided for its scent before- Eddie Buck held his nose while calling it 'Perfume'- and that much of what's in those sacs is methane and digestive byproducts.
We're so sorry.
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He's just gonna gag and cough for a bit, alright before giving the alien a wary eye. Okay. So. It's not one of those kinds of tentacle aliens.
"...please tell me that wasn't your way of saying hello."
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"...new here?"
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.... guess who's just seen the Window.
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"...what it is, I'm told it can't reach us." He's been in that 'stark horror' bit about the window. "Your first order is on the house, and so long as you don't start any fights or do behavior humans would find indecent in public you should be okay."
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It draws its attention back to the human and the present moment and trills happily. Fighting is not, hasn't ever been, an issue. And while it is much too familiar with human indecency- its introduction to human behavior involved assimilating the data of a computer system that ran an entire city- it's not actually capable of the vast majority of those acts, so it should be all right.
The Bar gets a curious look, though. There ought to be a punch-code panel around here somewhere to order from, shouldn't there?
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"...Sentient, non-mobile, speaks through napkins, understands any language, can get you anything short of live animals and substances deadly to your species." Pause. "Also given towards a female personality."
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It essays a combination of whistle and tentacle gestures, and is promptly surprised by an order of something not unlike a very large bowl of miniature Skittles. Huh. Looks like Bar understands tentacle sign even if the humans don't.
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