Nov 07, 2009 20:29
A fairly normal someone - looks like a college kid - wanders into the cantina, looking around curiously. Hope I got the coordinates right...
He's dressed up, comparatively, at least - as in, he's in slacks and a fairly nice shirt as opposed to a t-shirt and jeans. He waves awkwardly at the bartender. "Uh, hey."
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Then she looks toward the window as massive wings flash past outside. "Mornbein's bunch are only kids because someone wiped their memories. In their reality the Quintessons sold them right off the assembly line, and their masters wiped them and took their sparks to power their cities, while they used their bodies for war machines."
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"I see."
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The bot that steps in after her is a dull pewter grey, and his optics are a quizzical blue that flares up into laughter as a second bot follows him through the door and gives him a playful shove.
"Knock it the frag off, Orion," says Mornbein, then turns and grins at Davey. "Hey, bastich."
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Orion is now looking at Davey with friendly curiosity, while Runamuck is reaching up to poke at one of the light fixtures on the ceiling. Both bots are that pewter colour, though when they turn eventually Davey'll be able to see the insults sharpied on both their backs in different handwritings. Yes... they're teenage boys under all that metal.
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Runamuck looks down from the light and demonstrates some sign language to his guardian, which makes Orion frown and Mornbein cackle.
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