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Post by Wanizame on Jun 27, 2008 11:14:18 GMT -5
((Awww. XD Well, at this point, Henry's dead. He's free. ...he's got no funparts though.))
It crouched beside the piano, eyeing it suspiciously before tilting its head at Julian.
"Shark. Call "shark" English, Nihongo "Wanizame." Henry Care care say Izame, Iza, Shark, Love, Darling, Pet."
It trilled and flopped over onto its side, rolling onto its back and wriggling against the floor with a clicking groan, its erupting skin irritated and itching.
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Post by Julian on Jun 27, 2008 11:38:03 GMT -5
((Well those are never required for me to crush.))
*Julian watched it squirm, trying to figure it out.*
"Do you have a preference? Do you like Shark?"
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Post by Wanizame on Jun 27, 2008 11:43:49 GMT -5
It rolled over again and hopped up into its crouch.
"Likes 'Izame, Iza'. Pretty care call anything, though. Call things not important. Apple now? Fish? Chocolate?"
It muttered, hopping around the room and running the smooth undersides of its hands over every different surface it could find, paying particular attention to anything in the room that might be red.
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Post by Julian on Jun 28, 2008 18:03:49 GMT -5
"Iza." *Julian repeated gently, as if trying it on for size. He quickly stood to follow it about.*
"And what is it that you do, when you are not here waiting for Erik?"
*His head quirked in curiosity, everything about the creature new and interesting.*
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Post by Wanizame on Jun 29, 2008 4:36:36 GMT -5
"Do?" It tilted its head back, pausing in its mad pawing of the rooms.
"Collect. Shark likes Red Things, but...can't find the right ones. All good anyway. Collect dead-faces too. Remembers Care care Erik."
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Post by Julian on Jun 29, 2008 4:39:53 GMT -5
"Red things." *Julian repeated, thinking carefully. He nodded, mostly to himself.*
"And what is it, that would be the right ones? Perhaps I might locate them for you."
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Post by Wanizame on Jun 29, 2008 4:44:06 GMT -5
"Don't know." It trilled, quite taken with something shiny it spotted across the room, and hopped over toward the object, picking up a half-finished automaton, the armature fitting into the palm of its hand, exposed metal and springs.
"What is?" It trundled over to Julian and thrust the thing at him, prodding him in the chest with it.
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Post by Julian on Jun 29, 2008 4:48:25 GMT -5
*Julian started forward anxiously, catching it deftly with one hand. It was an older model, an idea as it were, but still. It made him nervous.*
"It...it is a project that I am working on. For Erik."
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Post by Wanizame on Jun 29, 2008 4:52:23 GMT -5
"What is?" It repeated, pulling a spring back carefully with the end of its claw and waching it coil back again. "What does?"
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Post by Julian on Jun 29, 2008 4:56:14 GMT -5
*Julian sighed, a bit vexed and pulled at it hurriedly.*
"Part of a mechanical man." *His words were quick and he realized his brashness. He swallowed carefully before holding it forward, slowly moving the piece to show how the expose pieces shifted with movement.*
"Someday it will move on its own."
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Post by Wanizame on Jun 29, 2008 4:59:37 GMT -5
"Oh." The creature watched, and then shifted its glittering eyes up at Julian.
"Pretty Erik care makes pretty. Make more? Show shark? Where is rest of mech...mechaniacall man?"
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Post by Julian on Jun 29, 2008 5:03:03 GMT -5
"It's not done yet..." *He answered softly, half lost in thought. He sorted through the odds and ends on the table nearby and pulled up the schematics, offering them as evidence.*
"But it should look something like this."
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Post by Wanizame on Jun 29, 2008 5:07:43 GMT -5
Izame grabbed the paper--carefully, it had delt with many of Henry's papers--and turned it over, staring at the plans.
"Pretty Erik care makes pretty pretty draw too." it handed the papers back and sat back on its haunches, scratching at its side and the three long, old and deep scars of its "gills" there.
"How old pretty? When Erik make babies? More? Lots with Erik-wife?"
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Post by Julian on Jun 29, 2008 5:49:45 GMT -5
*Julian thought for a moment.*
"Almost a year?"
*He shrugged and shook his head.*
"No wife. He has a daughter, Pina, by a woman named Megan. And Nadir was my father."
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Post by Wanizame on Jun 29, 2008 6:02:03 GMT -5
"Oh."
It tilted its head, trying to process this information, but apparently decided that it as all very unimportant, and smiled, plucking at Julian's black shirt.
"Show more things. More...mechanicinall?"
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