“What the HECK, you two.” Wythera put her hands on the table and glared between the two of them with mixed concern and disgust. “Would you SHUT UP with your accusations? We don’t even know if it was murder in the first place! I mean, Mr. Pink Guy here mentioned it didn’t look like a human injury—“ Wythera herself relied on her friend’s deductions, as she herself was avoiding glancing at the body at all (though the sheer smell of it was impossible to ignore) — “so it could have been, I don’t know, some freak accident. One-time alien invasion or what have you.” She shrugged in an irritated way, crossed her arms, and turned her gaze elsewhere.
(Wythera does not approve)
(ahem, kiddos, we can’t let this go ka-splat, can we?)
Eric continued to inspect the wound on Lime. He couldn't find anything out of the ordinary but noticed something. "The hole in the front is bigger than the one in the back," he pointed out, "The hole on his face is twice as big, and we don't have anything sharp here except for the knives in the kitchen." He knew that the Purple one was the only one listening to him and just gave up. "How can a high-tech space association have limited cameras on this piece of junk," he said trying to calm himself down a little, "this is why I hate robots."
Caleb took a deep sigh and put his earphones on listening to music.“Look guys, It's Oria but if You don't wanna believe me that's fine. Caleb didn't care if Oria killed him, all he knew is when The game ended they would know i was right.
“How do you know what he would have wanted?” Wythera challenged. “Michael, was that his name? What makes you think that someone wouldn’t care if they died?”
Caleb couldn’t hear Wythera, He was just listening to his music silently ignoring her. Caleb turned On the earphones. He took them off and heard her. “Because Im not like you. Im not so Stubborn to believe what everyone says right away.“
(Oops, I misunderstood what you wrote and used the wrong name up there — I’ve fixed it now, but sorry about that XD)
Wythera were just about as crossed as this guy was making her. “That’s naïvety, not stubbornness. And shut up about what I believe and don’t believe, or I might be inclined to accuse you like everyone else. Now, I’ve had enough of all this, so if you all don’t mind,” she said, turning away from the emergency button with a foul face, “I’m leaving.”
Caleb was looking at Wythera with an exasperated face as he turned away. “Thanks, but I Function better without unsolicited advice.“ Caleb turned away going to security sitting in the Soft comfy chair. Caleb sighed as he sunk into it. He was looking at the cameras looking what Everyone was doing.
Eric sighed as he pressed the 'skip vote' button on his tablet which showed up on his left arm. He followed the purple one since he knew she was just as human as he was. "I never got to introduce myself when we met in Security," Eric said as he takes off his hat to reveal his messy hair, "I'm Eric. What is yours?" He stuck out his hand waiting for a handshake but he was preparing himself to not get one.
(Geez.. this was when I was so carefree and didn't care about punctuation or spelling at ALL.)
