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[deus_ex_harper]

Somewhere in the mess of machine shop 17 there could be found a slightly sleep deprived engineer. But this is nothing unusual. Insomnia is something that can be dealt with and a few cans of Sparky cola are not the answer to the problem. The aforementioned engineer is happily working on a new creation. He's wearing goggles and using a nanowelder, oblivous to everything else.

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[plum177]

The group spies the sparks and creeps closer for a better look. Jumblies like machines.

After a few moments one darts forward and scales a nearby work bench for a bird's eye view of Harper's work.

After another few moments a second Jumblie shins up a filthy and muddled shelving unit to around about head height to also peer down. Their faces screw up in concentration, trying to work out what on earth the human is doing.

Mostly they doesn't care if he sees them or not. They're curious, and not overly concerned about Harper. They're probably both a lot faster than Harper anyway.


[OOC: For a refresher on Jumblies see here.]

[deus_ex_harper]

Mostly the human is trying to work out what he's doing. Harper knows what he's trying to make but some it's putting it together and he thinks he can make changes to make it better. Something he seems forever doing with Andromeda's systems.

He glances up over his shoulder, the odd feeling of being watched for a moment. He had to go back and start reading those damn horror stories again.

[plum177]

The Jumblies are getting closer, others approach and climb up to form groups up on the shelving at different levels.

At first their speech is muted, a whispered whistle on the breeze, but as no reaction from Harper is forthcoming they get bolder. Eventually one makes a move.

"Excuse! Human!" It holds onto the shelving with one hand and waves at Harper from eye-level. "What you make?"

It smiles reassuringly at him. Unfortunately this shows off its rather impressive collection of small, but very sharp teeth.

[deus_ex_harper]

Harper is startled, to say the very least by the intrusion and more importantly what he sees. He jumps and falls off the stool he's sat on with a yelp. Something he thinks Andromeda and Rommie will be amusing themselves over for a while.

He picks himself up and stands in front of the shelving holding the nanowelder just in case. He saw the teeth. Like mini Magog, except blue. That was just weird.

"Where the freaking hell did you lot come from? I don't remember making anything like you. I'm asleep, I'll bet that's it, finally crashed."

[plum177]

The Jumblie's smile eases, trying to put him at ease. "Is okay Human. You not sleep."

Another one calls to him from the work bench. "Hiii!" Its smile is very wide indeed.

[deus_ex_harper]

He closes his eyes a moment then reopens them, no they were still there, talking to him. And smiling. All those teeth.

He wanted to shout for Beka or Rommmie to back him up.

"Hi." He sat back down on the stool. He didn't know what to say, that was a very unusual situation.

[plum177]

"Hi Human. What you make?" The one from the shelf asks again.

A small squabble breaks out amongst the group on the bench, and they twitter at one another in a series of whistling clicks for a moment before getting shouted down by the others.

The ones on the shelving roll their eyes and glare in their general direction.

"Sorry. Ignore children please." The one acting as the spokes-Jumblie for the group says.