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| What are you looking for at the Inn of Peace? |
| Peace (dah) |
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| Love <3 |
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| Friends and Friends *hugs* |
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| Chaos and destruction *evil grin* |
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| Nothing *snores* |
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| Gold XD |
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| I don't know yet... |
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 Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 6:35 am
"Oh..." Enta slowly drew his hand away from the other's.
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 6:37 am
"I like wearing heels...? My dad bought me my first pair after a lot of fussing."
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 9:24 am
Tyler sat, leaning against the wall of his room and looking over the progress so far. He honestly hadn't expected James to come up with a full body's worth of casing for J-L, but it did make sense...after all, the old metal obviously couldn't stand up to that kind of assault. Besides, aesthetically speaking, it would look odd for him to be two-toned.
Unfortunately, that meant he spent most of the night carefully removing the old plating. Some of the new had been attached, mostly in critical areas where leaving the wires exposed would be problematic...but today would be the day. By the end of the night, and after ten straight days of nothing but this project, J-L would greet everyone again.
Azana hummed to herself as she swept the floor downstairs. It was unusual, but she was in a cleaning mood...whether from being bored or anxious about the holidays, no one could tell. After all, she and Sol were spending Christmas Day with his parents...and while they loved her to pieces, it was a first for her.
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 9:56 am
Through the entire process of having his plating tuned up, wiring fiddled with and systems upgraded; Jean-Luke merely sat. He feared conversing with Tyler for some odd reason, one he couldn't find within his databases. It was times like these he disliked the emotional technology within him
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 10:04 am
He had become accustomed to the silence, only punctuated by tests and people intruding with something or other for him. It was hard to figure what Jean-Luke thought of all this, but considering this plating was his own choice, it couldn't be all bad.
"Don't worry...you'll be ready to see everyone again soon. I bet just sitting around here's become boring. You can only count the floorboards so many times...believe me, I've done it." Yes, he was talking to himself, in a way, not expecting an answer. After ten days, why would that change now?
You seem nervous, Sol commented, bypassing her headphones with telepathy.
"Never had a family Christmas," Azana answered simply. "I even missed most of the celebrations here last year...I just don't know what to expect."
Sosol wrapped his arms around her, gently removing the headphones. "Gifts, conversation, and way too much food. May always cooks for an army."
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 10:17 am
His systems giving a quiet trill, Jean-Luke's display showing a sizeable number, accurate to the amount of floorboards. Despite the fact that Tyler was working and his own shyness often threw an error, the mechanoid found it hard to resist displaying his gratitude for the fix-up, especially after such a lengthy period of time. His databases held everything he could ever think possibly useful regarding another. His height, weight, ethnicity, mannerisms, daily routines, traits, abilities... he could even predict when the man would retreat to the bathroom.
His arms reached out in a spontaneous reaction, tugging Tyler into a warm hug. Well, as warm as an artificial being could be, anyway.
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 10:33 am
Tyler blinked, looking at J-L's display. "Guess you have, too," he chuckled, though it was short-lived. The mechanoid's sudden tug evoked a short cry of surprise from the genius before he realized what had happened. The tension in his shoulders fading, he did what he could to get an arm around Jean-Luke.
"You're welcome," he answered, finding this both heartwarming and somewhat odd. After all, it wasn't everyday one was hugged by a mechanical being.
"Do you always call her by her name?" Azana asked, setting the broom aside.
"...probably about half and half, now that I think about it," Sosol answered. "It's nothing to do with our relationship, I'm sure. It just seems interchangeable."
"You think I could call her Mom and get away with it?" She looked over her shoulder at him, grinning hopefully.
"I think she expects you to."
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 10:45 am
'Anything I could do in return?' scrolled across his screen as he released the genius, afraid that his grip may have been too tight.
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 10:57 am
Tyler read the display, giving it a moment in thought as he picked up another piece of the plating and began to fasten it to J-L. "And here I thought this was us paying you back...if you really deem it necessary, I'm sure I can think of something you can do. For now, just keep those two safe like you have been. They miss you, and I'm sure the kitten does, too."
((Gotta dash for a bit... >_< Boy's requesting a lunch delivery. Why he couldn't pack it before he left is beyond me.))
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 11:13 am
'Let's hope I don't end up in pieces again' he replied, watching the plating be attached. 'But...' he hesitated.
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 11:39 am
"I doubt that will happen...you're stronger than before, and now you know what you're up against," he reassured the mechanoid before seeing one simple word on the screen.
"But what...?" He asked, taking another piece of the plating. "What's on that digital mind of yours?"
((Quick one. Now I dash!))
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 11:50 am
'Is there anything I could do for YOU? I have yet to see you shut down.'
(Get there safely. Snow is not on our side, I have discovered.)
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 1:22 pm
(*yawn* Sleep is good, if not time consuming... )
Laimu motioned for more.
"Perhaps a few more at a time
I'm liking who you are
As much as I do like to rhyme
You're more interesting, by far."
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 1:36 pm
"Sorry..." She murmured sheepishly, settling on the sofa's back. "Let's see... I haven't seen my dad in ages, he works as a decorated officer; I'm 24, work at night, have half-siblings, including Phillippe..."
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 1:42 pm
Laimu was now paying rapt attention to Laura, seemingly enticed by something though he couldn't tell what.
"I see, I see... Er..."
He blushed. For the first time, he'd choked on a rhyme.
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