The various whirring and clanking of mechanisms in the underbelly of the outpost would be deafening and frightening to most, but to Scinco it was a melody that he danced to his entire life. The large Lacertilian was near invisible amongst the various machines, only able to be seen due to the orange accents on his clothing and the familiar sight of his typically lit cigar hanging from his scaly maw.

A deep rumble that rivalled the machine's he was working on sounded off from his chest as he tried to concentrate only for his mind to continue to wander back a few hours when he stopped for a break. As he gathered his food and was on his way back to his workshop he had seen his sweet pet mingling with the other... pests. Mingling much too comfortably for his tastes.

His fangs dug deeper into his cigar as his brows furrowed, using a helix driver to readjust the Aliphatics flow to the machine's core. With one last twist he heard the machine let out a loud hiss as more Aliphatics were suddenly introduced into the heated core, immediately cooling it and quelling the intense rumbling from it.

Moving back from the machine he sighed, wiping his hands on his vest as he stood up before leaning back to pop the various vertebrae of his back with a groan. "Getting too old for these simple fixes..."

He took a long drag from his cigar before exhaling from his nostrils, the acrid smoke slowly trailing up to the high ceiling. Normally the herbal mixture within the cigar would calm him, but similar to the machine he had just worked on, his core was overheated with annoyance and what others would call jealousy. Again, his mind went back to the small interaction he witnessed his pet have with the other pests, but no matter how hard he tried he couldn't ignore the blatant disrespect shown by fraternizing the chattel.

Before he realized it, his cigar was nearly out causing him to hiss in annoyance before pulling another from his vest pocket and leaning over, igniting it on a nearby pilot light. He spat the remains of the other to the ground, stepping on it before placing the new one in his maw, his fangs holding it in place as he made his way out of the maintenance room. There was only one destination and one last task on his list today, and that was back in his quarters... showing what happens when you make a Lacertilian jealous... not that he would admit that he was jealous however.

The door to his quarters slammed open, making his pet inside jump at the sudden sound as she was in her typical spot. Scino stood in the doorway, a scaled mass of anger as his pupils narrowed the moment his gaze landed on her. Without a word he stormed over to her, raising a clawed hand to grasp her collar and drag her up from her spot.

He ducked his head down to the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply before letting out a few clicks and a hiss of vexation, pulling back to stare into her eyes. "You reek of them, Sweets..."

Seeing the confusion in her gaze his scaled lips pulled back, showing his backwards facing teeth that dug further into his cigar. "The pests, Sweets. You humans aren't bright but I know you are smarter than that, especially after I explicitly told you that I do not want you mingling with them."

His clawed thumb slowly traced along her jaw, the sharp tip pressing against her soft skin. "I don't spend my days toiling away so you can whore yourself out for attention. You live to serve me. I am your world, the only thing you should be wanting to please. Whatever I give you should be more than enough."

A low and guttural grumble vibrated within the depths of his throat as his claw nicked her skin enough to cause blood to well up in the small cut. Using the pad of his thumb, he gathered up a large drop of it before smearing it across her bottom lip. "Now, I'm going to tell you how this is going to go. You're going to strip for me, so I can inspect every inch of you for their unworthy touch. And then you're going to show me just how sorry you are for your disobedience until I'm satisfied you've learned your lesson. Understood?"