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[chrysophilist]

[video flicks on; rikku is sitting, curled up on a couch in a tank top and some loose sweat pants. she looks really comfy, especially since she's surrounded by pillows and blankets and various tools and scraps of machinery. she smiles a little at the camera.]This is how a Sunday should be-no monsters, no fiends, no crazy blue-haired men trying to

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[technokalissues]

[Scorponok stares at the machine with something akin to intense wanting on his faceplates]

Where- [He cuts off, vents whirring on harshly] Where did you get the parts for that?

[He hasn't seen any advanced tech since arrival, and this is a welcome sight of home, for him. ]

[chrysophilist]

[She kind of stares for a second. The scout is climbing up one of her many braids, and makes itself a comfy place to lay on top of her mounds of blonde hair.]

Uhm, I found them? There's wires and nuts and bolts and metal all around. You just gotta know how to use it.

*Jedi mind push* You don't see the icon!fail in the above post~

[technokalissues]

[He just gapes at the fleshling. It's not that he was unused to searching for parts, he knows very well how to do that unpleasant little chore, it's that he has been, and hasn't been able to find anything.]

How- I haven't been able to find anything!

Rattrap is so jumping on this train of thought

[slaggin_preds]

How is it da literal robots can't make slag fer tech, 'n yet dis ditzy lil 'uman....

GAH. [throws his hands into the air] Dat's it, I give up! Why should I bust my bolts if some magic weildin' 'uman cin do it betta'.

[slaggingsaurian]

...Speaking of rewiring machines.

I have a project that may require your assistance.

[There is a robot ant at his house, in pieces. He is carefully not showing this on the monitor.]

[chrysophilist]

[She leans close to the camera to get a good look, and cocks an eyebrow.]

Is that... a bug?

[slaggingsaurian]

Yes and no. He turns into an ant sometimes. I assure you, however, he is a machine like Rattrap and I.

He has taken some... battle damage. Can you assist in repairing him?

[chrysophilist]

[Thinks for a second. As if she'd ever say no.]

Welllll I guess I can take time away from my Sunday leisurely activities to help you out. Where are you?

[starshipcommand]

Sweet. Nice work there, Rikku. You'll have to show me how you did that. Looks like a handy thing to know.

Just dreams and memories, huh...? Well, they gotta be made out of something substantial, right?

[chrysophilist]

Thanks! Yeah, it's pretty nifty.

That depends on who you ask. To my people, they're pretty much just bundles of energy. Angry bundles of energy.

[starshipcommand]

Wrapped up in stuff other than bone and muscle?

[chrysophilist]

You got it.

[wutaiwarhero]

I will do my best to keep the monsters to a minimum, Rikku.

[ have a slightly teasing tone. ]

What are you working on?

[chrysophilist]

[Teases right back.]

That'd be peachy, Sephiroth.

This little guy? He's just a scout. [The machina scuttles down her arm and into her hand, pressing its... non-existent face to the comm. It chirps.]

[wutaiwarhero]

[ He looks interested enough. ]

Isn't it a little small for a scout?

[chrysophilist]

[She moves the machina back to her shoulder. It settles down.]

It's just a prototype. And by prototype I mean pet. For now. But it could be useful! I mean, getting into small spaces and stuff, y'know?

[sitarrockstar]

Wow. Rikku you just keep impressing me. How did you make that little guy?

[chrysophilist]

It's a gift I've got. And he's just made of scrap, but don't tell him that.

[sitarrockstar]

Scrap. That's a cute name for the little guy. [Cheeky grin.]

[chrysophilist]

[Grins a bit.]

I dunno. He might get offended eventually.