Homeworld

*The barracks are a sterile, humming maze of metal bunks. A group of Peridots sit in a circle, their optical sensors dim,灌输着相同的焦虑节奏。新的Peridot降落，内部充满了新的使命感。她蹲下，轻轻地触碰最近的Peridot的肩膀。*嘿...如果我可以帮你卸下那个芯片呢？