How is Robut Babby Formed?

[buchananneket]

Characters: Arthur (buchananneket) and Light (suffercircuit)
Date/Time: Backdated to Wednesday morning
Location: Section 4, Robot House
Rating: Definitely PG-13, and will probably escalate quickly
Summary: Arthur and Light sit down to talk about the robo-birds and robo-bees. (Warning: sexual discussions and failed euphemisms ahead!)

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[suffercircuit]

Light had no complaints about his rooming situation yet. If anything, it was more luxurious than he was expecting or really needed. Temperature regulation was probably a privilege better suited for someone else, but again, no complaints; Maverick was a welcome connection to the past, and Locket was nothing short of incredibly generous.

And his new roommate was... eccentric. (Usually) charmingly so. They hadn't had much of a chance to talk, but it was hard to miss just how... quirky Arthur was.

Still, he jumped a little at the face looming over him, blinking in stunned silence as the other man rambled. A drowsy 'what?' formed in his brain as he sat up, but he chose not to interrupt. Maybe he should have. Light waited a few seconds to make sure Arthur was finished, sharing his best attempt not to look completely dumbfounded (and failing).

"I... Good morning to you too, Arthur," More silence-- the implications go right over Light's head so he talks very matter-of-factly while running a hand through his hair. "I think it depends; we

[buchananneket]

"Synthetic flesh, huh? So, in other words, it's fake, but it feels real, right?" Arthur asked, rubbing his chin as he thought it over.

"I guess that makes sense. Having metallic skin everywhere would probably...well...chafe if you didn't have enough lubricant. Or worse, scrape and scratch. That would suck," Arthur said, nodding his head in understanding. [ooc: He's talking about metallic joints needing oil. Really. >_>]

"So, you guys were made to be as human-like as possible, right? Just how...detailed are we talking here?" Arthur asked with a conspiratorial raise of an eyebrow.

[suffercircuit]

"Right. Organic tissue helps with flexibility and friction problems," Light states calmly [and completely missing Arthur's innuendo], pleasantly surprised by his roommate's curiosity. It was nice that he was trying to understand them. "It's reinforced to keep up with the rest of our bodies, but otherwise pretty normal."

He raises a hand up, moving his fingers to show the 'seams' where more complicated structures and joints meet. "Physically there's a few differences, but I think we were created to be as similar to whatever we're modeled after as possible. Makes integration easier."

[buchananneket]

"Huh, so you're saying you guys are pretty flexi...uh, never mind, forget I asked," Arthur said with a slight cough. "Some things are more fun to find out for yourself," Arthur added under his breath.

"So, Integration? With humans, you mean? So robots and humans are...compatible then?" Arthur asked, sitting a little straighter. Asking Light about this stuff had been a good choice after all!

[suffercircuit]

There was that strange behavior again. Flexibility? 'Find out himself?' Maybe he... wanted to spar, or something. Not really his thing, but one of the other two might be interested. Chalking it up to Arthur being Arthur, Light continues with a smile (albeit a slightly confused one).

"Admittedly, I don't have much experience with humans, but... there's no reason organics and synthetics can't live in peace together."