002 - [open commentlog] Educate the giant robot or watch him go flying?
[There had been a few distractions, but it was time to find out how restricted the airspace was, if it was. So here is Jetfire, standing on the edge of the Green closest towards the Barracks and staring at the sky, helm tilted back, arms crossed. Before he goes, though...]
//Starscream, want to come flying? I talked with someone earlier who ( Read more... )
//Starscream, want to come flying? I talked with someone earlier who ( Read more... )
How she longed to do the same. Her crippled wings twitching to soar. She will watch them, until told not to.]
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So he lands, fascinated with the wings the... girl... has. A human ought not have wings, right? he's relieved he managed to get Starscream to send him the language file, otherwise this would have been harder than it will be.]
Greetings. [Jetfire smiles, and then realizes... wings, bird wings (or perhaps "bird-like") shouldn't look like that, should they?]
... Are you all right? [He comes closer slowly, to give her a chance to back off, or otherwise tell him to stop, before he kneels down a bit off from her. Being a lot shorter than he's used to, he's still taller when standing up so this seems like the right sort of courtsey.]
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All her fear was laid to rest with his simple greeting.]
Good afternoon, sir!
[She's comforted by his smile but blinks at his question.]
Me?... I am- Oh!
[She reddens a bit as the big golem gets down to her level, almost. She realizes what he was concerned with then. She turns a bit so he can see that one wing clearly permanently dragging upon the ground.]
They have been this way, for awhile now. I am alright, otherwise.
Thank you for your concern...
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It isn't possible to repair it? Or is it too late for that? I remember something about organic bones being harder to set in their correct fashion if they've been allowed to heal in the wrong position?
[He keeps his voice slightly lower than usual; she does seem to exhibit some traits of nervousness, if he can extrapolate and interpret it that way.]
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Yes, you are right that it is harder to set the bones, the older and injury is. I will have to have the bones rebroken and set properly, and even still...
We can not be sure that it will work. Sycora, the Keep's healer is going to try and fix them. We just don't know if I will be able to fly again.
[She looks up at him, and the smile getting a bit more relaxed and a few degrees brighter. He, on the otherhand, was a flyer of a most peculiar nature!]
But, are your wings broken also? They did not move while you were flying and you moved so very fast!
[Just a little awed.]
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I hope it does, then. Flying... Well, if you're made for it, and used to it, it does lay the base for a... habit, so to speak. [Jetfire murmurs, though it's more like a need than merely something so... straightforward as a 'habit', before he smiles, both in response to Isabella's smile, and as a reaction for her comment about his wings.]
No, they aren't. I do not fly in the same way as you, as an organic being, does; my wings do not... hm, provide both lift and propulsion, therefore I don't need them to actually move. Another, internal part of me provides the propulsion.
[It is, of course, possible she won't understand the explanation, but Jetfire never remembers to tailor his explanations beforehand, and further, he wouldn't want to assume she might not understand.]
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I truly hope so also. I miss it.
[She dreams of it every night. Though usually those dreams go to nightmares, she wouldn't give them up. It was very much a need, indeed.
Then he catches her attention in a completely different way!]
Forgive me, please, but some of your language I am not very familiar with. Does organic mean 'people' and that word propulsion, is that 'going forward'?
[You've stumbled across a bard, dear sir. She knows a number of different languages and has a bit of a passion for spoken words...]
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Understandable. More than so, really.
[He falls quiet for a moment, before looking her over.]
I have already offered to bring another individual with me when I go flying at some point as soon as I know what sort of stresses a human body can take. I wouldn't be averse to extend the same offer to you.
[She might not be able to fly on her own like that, but maybe it could help?]
Hmm... while propulsion does mean 'going forward', organic is simply a description of anything consisting of biological, organic, material.
[Jetfire tipped his head, smiling slightly as he explained; while explaining was never his favourite thing to do, she had at least narrowed down what she understood and what she needed explained in such a way to make it easier to explain.]
Grass is biological,for example, as well as animals. You are part of a biological, organic, species.
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The wings upon her back ruffle as she almost bounces.]
Y-you would?! I- don't know what to say! Thank you! Thank you so very, very kindly! I would love to join you! You are so very kind!
[She is all grins now! Perhaps she can help a bit with some of that information of his?]
If it would help any in knowing, I am only half human.
[This would be the very first time that Isabella was happy to share her heritage, and have some pride in the mix of it.
He is helping in so very many ways.
Then he grabs her attention in a completely DIFFERENT way. He was explaining new words. She listens intently and gathers the meaning of a third word: biological from his sentences as well ( ... )
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Definitely. And even if I am shorter than I... er, am used to, you would still be no effort to carry. [And here, compared with the offer to Megamind, it would clearly be the wrong choice, even if he could, to put her in his cockpit, since it was the air and movement she needed.]
... Ah, and the other half? [She looks pretty perfectly human to him - as far as he knows human physiology - except for the wings, so he's definitely curious, and he has, by now, sat down on the ground.]
Jetfire. [It wasn't as if Isabella had been the only one to neglect an immediate introduction, so he just shakes his helm and nods.]And, I would assume those words are merely not used by yourself in day-to-day language? I'm not sure... I'm not speaking my native language, but the translation equals the meanings I would otherwise use ( ... )
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[She gives him a half curtsey to accompany her words. Then she smiles brighter, it was easier to explain things to someone that had no background and no preconceptions, so she did not mind.]
The other half of my heritage is angelic. It has given me the wings you see, and lighter bones. Perhaps it was the same side that gave me the magic but we do not know.
[Then she nods and also takes a seat in the grass. Her interest is now got. She beams.]
No, those words I have not heard before today. What does your native tongue sound like? How many languages do you know? And umm... if I may ask- how much taller were you?
[Because that would be one seriously large golem.... ]
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[He can't bring himself to use that word. There's of course, he knows, certain ideas to be found in the Covenant of Primus, but they weren't things he'd ever put much stock in. Magic didn't exist. And technically, lighter bones or not, the wings are really in the wrong place to carry Isabella, but she has obviously flown before, so he has to trust that, despite the impossibility, the wings can carry her.]
I know seven proficiently, three less fluently as there was no immediate need during the missions to learn them. [Jetfire paused, and then switched over to Cybertronix, giving a (probably dull, if Isabella had understood it) explanation of one of the methods for refining metal, the words rather melodic, except for the clicks and buzzes that "interrupted" the general flow.]
... And, if you use feet as a measuring system, I was well over thirty feet tall. [A faint smile, hiding his annoyance at this fact. He was positively tiny now!]
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Nothing now. This place. I don't know. I used to be able to do small illusions and keep the pain away. Now I can do neither and have to take medicine for the pain to function normally.
[She makes a face. She is not happy with that last part.
He might be interested to see what Sycora is working on then?
She listens to his words in the other language, avidly to say the very least. The bard is quite enjoying how the words have the melody behind them, but immediately that quite a bit of the language would be impossible for her to accomplish. She likely could manage clicks, but the buzzing... well ( ... )
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And maybe he would be, though what he could do to help... he's not a doctor at all, and causing needless pain wouldn't be pleasant, but if her wings needed re-breaking...]
Do I think you could learn it? Maybe. It depends on how you produce sound; we do it in a way... quite differently from most biological species, I think. [It won't be hard to learn the physiology of a human; all that was needed was a scan, which he'd need to do at some point anyway, to start to figure out the sort of stresses a human body (closely related) could take.
Isabella's amazement at his... lack of height as Jetfire venting quietly, along with a soft fuzz of static in annoyance.]
Yes. And I've been told it's the Keep... or it's Lord, that has somehow managed this, so we can fit into the space available. [It is ( ... )
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Well, I know there is much in just that small bit of language that would be difficult if not out-right impossible for me to try and reproduce. But, I would love to try it. I do not think I can get quite the breadth of vocalization needed though. This is more my range-
[She demonstrates it by doing a quick scale. It was musical, and every note was true, but there was obviously no ability to produce some of the sounds that Jetfire had made. Still. Learning some of a language, was better than none.
Then she frowns.]
He has been unkind to a great many people here.
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Pitch-perfect. Very beautiful. [The short words are murmured, his appreciation both technical and simply in admiration of something aesthetically/artistically beautiful.]
... Yes, I have begun to draw that conclusion. [And it's an unsettling and displeasing one, considering they are stuck here and the Lord of the Keep obviously have more power than is healthy for one individual to have.]<7small>
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