It was a little difficult to keep up with her way of talking to people while prying off pieces of the wreckage and salvaging them--well, by salvage, it was mostly just piling them into a pile for the PTO crew members to start hauling things into a transport, and while the King of the Ring would help with the heaviest pieces, the PTO crew managed to bring in their own haulers--apparently, they had at least planned for something like this to happen.wrote:Knock on Steel
"Made, eh? Ya look 'uman enough, gotta say," he piped up, but he remained mostly silent as he tried to watch her various words and explanations. Some of it he really didn't understand, but for the most part, he figured he didn't need to--she was standing right there in front of him, so that was good enough, right? Of course, when the subject went to the state of his home world, he heaved an irritated sigh after he chucked another piece of metal into the hauler. His expression was not hostile, but it was pretty obvious that the topic at hand wasn't something he liked talking about.
"I ain't manipulatin' anythin', lass--see, used to be King o' th' Koopa! THE EXTREME KING, I'm called, eh? But then some Changeling woman what'd go by Siberia invaded my planet and fought with me--n' I lost," he said, grumbling his throat a little at that. Clearly, that was a feud that had yet to fully play out--he fully meant to get his revenge in round two of their rivalry. "Only reason I'm wearin' this uniform is 'cause I have ta--that's what she said. I serve with these codgers, n' she doesn't destroy me home n' people. So long as I keep my nose clean, they get to keep on livin'," he said, clearly an aspect of the 'agreement' that he hated. The fact that he had to sacrifice his own pride and honor in order to keep his end of the bargain...!
He shook his head. That was a road he had already been down a lot of times before, and it wasn't going to help in visiting them again now. "But it ain't ova', see? Gonna be buildin' me strength n' body until it's time to take 'er one again n' get me planet back! Gotta be buildin' up troopers n' resources n' the lot, too, but fer now," he said, gesturing towards the work they were doing here on Juno, "I gotta be these scrubs' muscle n' fighter. Worse ways to make a livin', n' at least I'm still makin' a name for myself out 'ere in the galaxy. But I still miss me 'ome, got it? Ain't nothin' gonna keep me from it!"