[The device rolls on the floor after its initial flight through the air. It finally comes to a stop on its side as it records Zero getting shocked. His hands hold onto a steel chair, leaving behind the impressions of his fingers. When it finally stops, the Ex-Human stares at the device with an irritated look.]
Annoying experiment.
[He grumbles
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[ Why? because you just totally freakin' LEFT YOUR FINGERPRINTS IN A CHAIR. IN A METAL CHAIR. There's a bit of staring, because... that kind of power is... ]
...A-Are you okay, Zero-san?
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I'm fine.
[The shock was more annoying than anything, not that it didn't hurt, but he had a high tolerance of physical pain, this was easily ignored after the shock was gone.]
What about you? Are you okay?
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[Cooped up in his room, or in the farthest reaches of the Biodome, with little contact outside those few he knew, Zero didn't know about the octagons.]
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[So, that's why they were there.
Damn experiment.]
I see.
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[ there's a bit of a pause, and the faint smile he was wearing fades form his face, just a bit ]
...So...
[ a beat. ] ...Your chair...
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[Not that he would have noticed, he'd been alone every time he'd gotten shocked.]
...?
[He gave him a weird look. Yes, he had a chair.]
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[ he saw the weird look, and he chewed a bit on his bottom lip ]
Uh. It... I mean... [ his voice lowers quietly ] Your fingers, um...
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[He ignored his words, as he thought of something.]
Can you make something edible out of these food bars?
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Is it for you? Or someone else? [ wonders, because Zero seems like the type to ask for someone else's sake ]
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[Yes, it was for another. Zero would never ask anyone something for himself.]
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[ there's a bit of hesitance, and Watanuki speaks the next part quickly, but not unintelligibly. ] Ah, and next time, you shouldn't squeeze your chair so hard. You have a really strong grip, Zero-san.
[ he turns off his Faciliberry with a click, heart pounding a bit. ]
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[What was... He shifted his gaze to the metal chair, and there near the top were the distinct impressions of his fingers.]
Tch.
[He turned off his own device.]
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