[Despite saying he was going to be gone for a day, he was actually gone for two nights and almost three days. He walked back into school almost as if nothing had happened. Battered brown leather jacket done up despite the days lingering warmth, scuffed gym bag over his shoulder and a five oclock shadow that looked more like seven fifteen. He looked
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Mm-hm! [Rock gave a vigourous nod of confirmation. Just wait there a second, Jon. He'll come to you.
The little boy slipped past the railing and jumped off from the top of the building without a second of hesitation. A split second and flash of light later, he slammed down against the earth, with the resounding echo of metal impact. With his leg armour, Rock didn't feel a thing from the fall, and continued to run up to Jon with a concerned look on his face.]
How did it go?
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[....he'd probably never get used to robots. All these flashing lights and metal clangs.]
Mission accomplished, anyway. Less worse for wear than I might have been, so... there's something to be said for that.
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[Ah, Rock's expression softed with relief. But being as overly sympathetic as he was, the boy still worried. Only the most advanced robots were programmed to fret, you know.]
That's good... um.
Are you hungry? [Did you end up killing anything and eating its fresh carcass?]
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I'm famished, actually.
[Staaaare. Staaaaaaaaaaare.]
There's no need for you to look so worried.
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[Sob sob sob]
I know... I know you can take care of yourself! But...
[Since when has telling someone not to worry ever actually worked. Probably never in the history of always. But Rock covered it up with an eager smile.]
I can make you something to eat then! What would you like?
[Domestic bot powers, go]
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[Luckily, robots can't smell!]
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[Oh you Brits. Rock nodded happily - he could totally do that. To the kitchens, Sir Talbain!]
Sure! I'll put some tea on for you too.
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[Silly Jon, there were no psychic robots. That would be a helluva game mechanic to implement. There's only robots that can stop time.]
Haha, I thought so! I think they have earl grey in the kitchen. Come on!
[Grabbin' your hand let's gooo]
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Steady on there, Rock... I know the way to the kitchen, you've no need to drag me.
[However he is not saying any of this angrily. More like. Flusteredly. Rock why you gotta be so likeable, huh?]
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