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The desert had to be one of Chester’s favourite places to collect things. The strong winds blew amazing treasures from across the island, some trips even he couldn’t carry all the things he would find for his friends. Sun strong and heat high, it wasn’t the most comfortable but having found an entire nest worth of spider silk, it was well worth the sweat.
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A smirk came to his face as he watched the creature startle at his voice, however it quickly faded when he saw it did not succeed in driving them off. It’s frustrating how stubborn some organics could be, they should learn when to just leave. Now it looks like this one is just irritated with him...it should be grateful it has wings or else he’d be seriously considering threatening them.
WX-78 glared at the buzzard as it shrieked at him, and just as he was turning to continue on his venture he heard their returned words. Causing the machine to pause again and look up at the sky once more with narrowed eyes. Oh great the organic can speak like a human too. Just what he needed.
The automaton rested his pickaxe against his shoulder as he answered, although it was probably not what the other was expecting with their question. “FOR YOU TO LEAVE ME ALONE. GO CIRCLE SOMETHING ELSE, PEST.” With that, he sharply turned and moved on to the next nearest rock to begin breaking down to manageable pieces. If it wont leave, then at the least WX will ignore it until it loses interest.
Hisses from a distance.
Hissssssssss
