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Who: Toboe and Mello
Where: Sewing room then moving to the journey room
When: Night 004
What: It's a finding things party!
Warnings: Mello's existence. Toboe derp.
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Where: Sewing room then moving to the journey room
When: Night 004
What: It's a finding things party!
Warnings: Mello's existence. Toboe derp.
( Read more... )
Even if he did give a shit, the table would likely have been turned back right-side up and arranged properly again as soon as they had looked away. Setting it back up had probably been unnecessary.
He had only started to glance away again when whatever Toboe had picked up to look at-- or, more accurately, to sniff at-- caught his eye.
A cassette tape? Mello was nearly certain that hadn't been there the last time he'd looked.
He finished tying the laces of his boots and straightened the bottom of his pants before standing to make his way over to the table, picking the tape up and narrowing one eye in scrutiny as he examined it. "You haven't seen this before?"
It looked like nothing less than a regular tape. There was no way to tell whether the tape belonged to the house or had simply been left there by some prisoner who had passed through. But in either case, why the hell would someone leave a cassette tape lying around here?
But there had been a cassette player laying around somewhere in the house; he was sure he'd seen one. And if that was the case, it was entirely possible that this went with it. Whether it would find him an answer or not, he supposed he best course of action would either be to try and find more tapes-- there was no telling that there weren't any more-- or to try and listen to see if there was anything recorded on this one.
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He watched the human for a moment... well it didn't look like he was going to tell him what the tiny box was, nor was the answer on his face.
"Uh.... what do we do with it?"
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Right. He wasn't in his own world anymore.
The places the people here had come from were clearly different, and Soldato hadn't known what a phone was. It was just as likely that cassette tapes had never existed wherever this kid was from.
He glanced back up at Toboe, raising an eyebrow. "Do you know what it is?"
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"N-no, I've never smelled anything like it before. What's it do?"
Of course he's seen similar things. It was like a tiny little book, or a box of cigarettes like the one's Granny smoked. But the scent was strange and foreign. There was plastic, but a faint smell of something else too. That something else was what made it notable. Maybe it was noble technology? He never got a very good smell of that, but what little he got from the ships that went by overhead, this wasn't related to them either.
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He hadn't been sure why the kid had sniffed the tape, and had assumed it was just some sort of meaningless quirk of his. But apparently, it had been for some legitimate-- though undoubtedly bizarre-- reason.
Who the hell smelled things to identify them?
"It's a cassette tape," he answered dryly. "You can use it to record audio to play back later." He took a moment to glance back down at the tape, carefully turning it over in his hand. Whatever it might have been, he was nearly certain that it wasn't blank; the tape seemed to have been left about halfway through. If anything, it had undoubtedly been used before.
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S-so having to explain it meant that the human probably couldn't smell it, but it wouldn't have been nice not to explain it to him when he asked. After all, the human was nice enough to kindly explain the little plastic box thing for him!
"Ooooh...."
He nodded in an understanding gesture... and waited. No noise... maybe it was broken?
"But I don't hear anything...."
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