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[techblades]

[A girl frowns as she steps through a door.] But I keep telling you, I have no interest in the field of robotics! I don't think it would hurt to let me-

[She pauses in the hall, pushing her glasses up with a finger.]

Mum? Da? Is this a new way to prevent me from going?

It's ingenious but, over the top if I may say so...

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[cardio_swindle]

Over the top is the norm here.

[techblades]

[Her frown increases.] Not in our house it doesn't da. Mum wouldn't tolerate it for a-

[Wait. Wait.] ...You're not who I thought you were, my apologies, sir.

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[cardio_swindle]

[Da what.]

[cardio_swindle]

No, I dearly hope I'm not.

[normal_really]

Robots are evil. Welcome to the Dressing Room, it gives new meaning to 'over the top'.

[techblades]

Only if programmed to be evil. ......You look like mum, why?

[normal_really]

Tell that to Will Smith. ...Who's your mother?

[techblades]

There was a flaw in society that made the robots who had the free will to make their own choices, feel pressured enough to rebel. Certain factors contributed to it. [She pauses, she knows better than to trusts strangers but this one seems to look far too much like her mother.] Allison Walker. Da refused to have his name override hers.

[bestyoucanbe]

Oh, another new person. I'm sorry, this isn't your parents doing.

[techblades]

Then who is responsible? Altering time and space was the known powers of two individuals.

[bestyoucanbe]

There doesn't seem to be anyone responsible, it's a place not a person. This is the Dressing Room.

[techblades]

Dressing rooms are found behind stages, not considered hallways.

[no_moon_tonight]

From going where?

[techblades]

Uncle Mana, sir. [She nods once and looks annoyed.] Mum and Da never let me go with them when they visit Supervisor Komui, you know that.

[She shrugs.] I don't understand why.

[no_moon_tonight]

...Back up to the bit about 'Uncle'.

[techblades]

[Concern flickers across her face, and she peers at him worriedly.] But that's what you are, you've always told me to call you that. Rather than 'sir'.

[awkdorkable]

[Have a little girl who looks like she could be your younger sister, except not--definitely not with the horn.]

Roberticks? [looking up shyly from behind her green plush bunny. where did you come from?]

[techblades]

[Yeah not with a horn. Or da has a lot to explain to mum. A lot.]

Robotics, it's a term for...Nevermind. [...Drawing a blank around a little kid this small and she kneels down.] Where did you come from?

[awkdorkable]

[holding her bunny in front of her face, you're big!] Over there. [points down a hallway]

[techblades]

[How literal. Tessa blinks at that.]