Mar 09, 2008 14:41
"Hlo!" A sweet, high-pitched voice whirred from the entrance of the Compound. A Macbook - 13", white, shiny - spidered it's way over the uneven ground on slender extendable legs. Sprout was actually humming in whalesong. It was something in her Manual database, and it seemed to be soothing to Nita while she was sleeping. That was the thing. She knew how much people were supposed to sleep, and she'd tried waking her up, and she'd tried getting other people, and it seemed that going out and away seemed to get Nita out more then anything else - which is why she was picking her way across the Compound door jam.
The shaggy black dog that snuffled after the laptop kept walking around it; Ponch could smell new and exciting animals, and he wondered if there might be a squirrel or three or more, honestly. I miss squirrels, he whimpered woefully, sniffing the ground behind Sprout.
"Hlo! Up!"
The cheerful little voice echoed slightly in the doorway, until both computer and dog moved out into the clearing.
OOC: Open to all, LT/ST welcome. Nita won't be far behind, if you want to thread with her - I'll IM you. XD. :D Yes, Sprout is a teeny sentient Macbook.
nita callahan