Irregular Shipment Apr 4, 2020 10:35:52 GMT -6
Post by Garruk on Apr 4, 2020 10:35:52 GMT -6
Garruk had been personally going out of his way to make sure the small outpost of his got their required shipments for some time, the frequent trips to the cites served as a nice way to relax form his duties as he performed a much needed task for the fleet. The task was simple with making the order ahead of time being the hardest task for the Acrosian, the paperwork required for over a 100 tons a nightmare in its own right. This was compounded by the fact he needed to not only fill out the paperwork on the earthlings side but also the paper work required for outpost, his own detailed reports serving to take the majority of his time as he placed the order. After that it was simply a matter of waiting for about a week for the earthlings to gather the food at one of their warehouses and for him to simply arrive to pick it up, the process made easy with the ingenious invention of capsules.
With the shipment due to arrive today Garruk was quite excited to get out of the base as the small Acrosian virtually skipped though the halls on his way out of the base, the airlock letting him out of the ship and into the seas his people where hidden in. While the weight of the water never really bothered him Garruk could never get use to the cold that always seemed to chill him to the bone, a sensation he never really understood as space never made him cold and void was by far colder then the seas of earth. Shrugging off his thoughts Garruk quickly shoot though the water and into the air on his way to the warehouse in his usual manner, the small Acrosian shooting though the sky like a small rocket as he took in sights. Having been born on a lifeless rock Garruk had spent the majority of his life inside ships and was often astounded by lush wildlife of earth, a large contrast to bio domes of his old home. In many ways he was grateful for coming to earth and getting to experience it all for himself, his only regret was that so many died for it happen. His own family being the first come to mind but the other refugees also lost countless people in the petty battles for control over what was left of the World trade fleet.
So engrossed with his own thoughts that he almost did not realize he had arrived at his target destination, the small changeling nearly flying past it as he finally snapped out of his stupor. Looking down he saw the massive crates filled with food that was easily enough to fill a super market and then some, the vast containers left open to allow the Acrosian a chance to inspect food for himself before taking it back to the fleet. It was a exchange that was becoming quite routine with the warehouse that most of the workers knew Garruk by sight, the only exception being the first time he showed up in his sealed form rather then his true form. His clumsy display in front of Kabochan making him spend more time in the smaller form in order to prevent embarrassing himself further, a display that would never happen again if he had his way. However such a choice came with much benefits then he would have thought, his true forms small size seemed to put the earthlings more at ease the then the giant that was his true form. He could not blame them as a 3 foot figure was far less intimidating then a ripped seven foot giant covered in spikes by any measure. Still he wasted enough time here and it was time to find the manager so he could get on the paperwork that was required by the store before he took his shipment.