08-14-2016, 11:24 PM
Beck looked around for cleaning supplies, eventually grabbing a broom and taking to sweeping the place up. He knew he could never work with a dirty environment and he was a bit of a clean freak too. Some people told him it was an obnoxious habit but they were also the first ones the praise him on how orderly and nice he kept everything. Beck sweeper up leftover bits of material and dust and dirt, pausing when he got everything into a pile. He let the dust pan fall to the floor and was thinking of a way to not have to bend down to hold it steady before he heard a loud voice. Nori's voice. Was she talking to someone? He peeked around the ship okay to find another one of Nori's kind standing there, looking confused as ever and talking back in her language explaining just why he was up. Beck frowned before he slunk back behind some kind of equipment cabinet, hoping it would hide him a bit.