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[Someone has been very careful in setting up and activating his PORTAL, so that the feed he's broadcasting right now is limited. Visible on the screen is part of a workbench, a sheet of gleaming metal-- and a pair of equally gleaming metal hands working with the sheet. One has the raw metal braced and the other moves in short methodical jerks
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[She's toying with her dark curls idly, is duly smitten by those clever hands.]
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Why, is that Kitten I hear? [He reaches out and nudges the PORTAL until it's pointed up at him, showing off broad red shoulders and a striking white face framed by a red helm-- all utterly mechanical, of course. He's grinning.]
I'm quite good with my hands, as a matter of fact, though I try not to brag about it.
Much~.
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[She would be all set to greet him with a full-fledged meow, but she does get rather distracted by his robotic facade, and she begins to talk to herself immediately,]
Why such a vision I have not seen, I don't believe Mr. President himself could afford such a thing, like the randiest old hot rod for the king of the galaxy himself. You came and picked up Major Tom while he was floating out in space, I'm sure of just such a thing, I can see it most clearly.
[Such a vivid imagination that Kitten has.]
Just like an opera, done up in starlight and chrome, a whole line of castratos just waiting to squawk and sing.
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He's not gonna let his ignorance faze him though, and he's just grinning pretty at her.]
'Starlight and chrome', was it? Ooh, quite the poetic little turn of phrase there, my dear. I like it.
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I have done a bit of writing, you see. They ask me to write it all down and so I do, life, that is, and a great big spaceman is just another bend in the road, it seems.
Quite a distraction from the Phantom Lady, but I was beginning to suspect she would always be a phantom, anyway.
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Mm, I can certainly think of worse careers. And just imagine how much fodder you'll have in a place like this~.
Phantom lady? Sounds intriguing.
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This ones's about my mother, you see. [It was all about her mother. Someone's got issues.] She had a bit of a mishap with a priest and when she left ye old Emerald Isle she was swallowed up by the biggest city in the world.
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Ooh, yes, you organics do tend to have those messy familial entanglements, don't you? And, well-- [He lifts a hand to wiggle his fingers expressively.] --all kinds of entanglements in general.
But I'd bet they make good stories, hm?
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[She sighs dramatically.]
And I had always assumed the spacemen would have families too, how else am I meant to hitchhike off this planet if they can't love me?
[Her voice is toned to indicate a joke, but... seriously. How else was she escaping to Pluto?]
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I can't speak for spacemen, but spacemechs--well. We're a bit of a different breed, as I'm sure you can see.
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I thought that was your military rank, how silly of me.
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[He showily puts a hand up to his chest.] Now if you want my rank, why, that's CMO. [Grin.] Chief Medical Officer Knock Out of the Nemesis reporting~.
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[Of course she still loves David. Charlie loved David, forever and always, and so even if Kitten sometimes thought he was certainly wearing the absolute wrong shade of purple for his complexion, she carried on loving him, for Charlie's sake.]
How does one perform medically on a mech? I'm sure I can imagine it, but in the name of conversation...
[She can imagine it, certainly, but she actually knows absolutely zilch about machinery of any kind, and she's surely glamorized it into a soap opera by now.]
I don't suppose handsome mech doctors carry out torrid affairs with minted young nurses, do they.
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Oh, it's very fiddly. [He gives his fingers a little wiggle, and picks up his saw blade again, starting to etch lines in it with a glowing claw-tip.] Very mechanical, I'm sure you understand. All sorts of spare parts and hydraulics and welding.
[He pouts.] There's a bit of a shortage in minted young nurses in the army, I'm afraid.
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[She smiles at the description. She considers the medicine of man to be rather fiddly and ridiculous as well, but perhaps that was because she was uneducated, and what education she had received before being expelled from the Catholic school had not been of the most scientific nature. Why, she was certain if they could have gotten away with they would have continued to preach that tying a red silk string around a woman's head would keep from becoming pregnant.]
I'm sure it's terribly interesting, even without the assistance of a clever young nurse. I was a magician's assistant, but all humor aside, it's really not quite the same thing.
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A magician's assistant, hm? How... fantastical~.
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