[Take a stroll through one of Mandalus' many parks this week and you may find yourself stumbling upon a bit of free public entertainment.
Today,
the sound of a catchy tune and the sharp notes of an unusual wind instrument can be heard fluttering through the park, the source of the delightful commotion a certain performing automaton, who was
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[The parasol catches his bi-colored optics first, the flash of color and the simple fact that she owns a parasol at all. That in and of itself tell Rabbit this lady is all class.
The metal man's infectious grin only widens, a hand reaching up to tip his Victorian-styled hat in a gentlemanly gesture.] S-s-say! Do we have a new volunteer? Care to share your stories of lo-love with the masses, Miss?
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That smile of hers stays bright when he tips his hat. What a polite bot! ] I don't got many of 'em. I really liked a guy back home but he'd be nice one day an' real ... proper an' awkward the other. It was all confusin'.
An' here ... well ... [ Oh she's got it bad. Look at her faaaace. ]
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Is that so? Can't imagine wh-wh-why a fella would treat a lady like you that w-way, but it sounds like ya got a new man catchin' yer eye now..?
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I don't think he ... really talked to girls much 'fore joinin' the crew. Or ... ever. [ The levels of awkward were something to behold. ] I ... sure do. [ Hee! ] He's really somethin'.
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[Anything for a cutie like this gal. Rabbit doesn't normal see the appeal of fleshy types, but that sweet smile sure is doing things to that clockwork heart of his.]
Well, ya gotta forgive a-a-a guy for losin' his tongue in th' presence of such a fiiiiine beauty, ya know? But at least this new fella hopefully has a bit better communication skills. What's h-h-he like?
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[ Oh! Her cheeks get a bit pink. ] Ya really think I'm pretty? [ Day. Made. As if it hadn't been already but well, this adds to it. Day extra made? ] Well he can talk to me. A lot too. He's a real good person ... even if folks never told him that real often. But I'm makin' up for that. An' he's strong too. I feel safe 'round him. An' happy, even if we're sittin' an' just pokin' fun at somethin'.
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[Whoa whoa. Back up there.] W-w-w-wait? [His mismatched glowing eyes blink as the copper man leans forward.] You've gotta starship? Yer very own?
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[ Well that got his attention, and it keeps a smile right on her face. ] Well she's the Capn's, but I keep her sailin' as her mechanic. Her name's Serenity.
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[Leaning away from her, Rabbit releases an all-too dramatic sigh as steam rises in hot bursts from his cheek vents, placing one of his spindly hands right over his clockwork heart.]
I t-t-t-think I'm in loooove~ with a l-lady I don't even know th' n-n-name of~!
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An' it's Kaylee. I'm Kaylee.
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[And the musically inclined automaton holds out a spindly hand for her own.] My n-name's Rabbit! It's a pleasure, M-M-Miss Kaylee.
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[ She makes sure one hand keeps a good hold on her parasol so she can reach out with the other and safely shake his hand. No incidents here. And she can't help but glance at the hand she shakes. It's awesome. ] Rabbit? 's a nice name. [ How the heck did he get it though is really the question of the moment. ] 's just Kaylee. [ Heeeeee. But if he insists on continuing to say Miss she'll fold eventually. ]
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That creak of his back is a little bit alarming but it didn't seem to bother him. For all she knows that might just be a normal thing because of how he's all rigged together. She's never seen something like him before anyway. ] 's short for Kaywinnit Lee. But only my folks'd call me that ... an' usually they'd be hollerin' as they did. [ Because oh she'd be in some trouble to bring out the full useage of 'Kaywinnit Lee Frye'. ]
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Plopping his hat right back onto his head, the lens of his goggles flashing in the sun.] Ha! I h-h-hear ya on that one! My P-P-Pappy always went to full names when any of us stepped outta line. [His chest puffed out, voice hitting a lower note as he imitated his creator with a touch of flair, expression curving into a feigned stern look.] 'R-R-R-Rabbit Walter! You stop trying' t' sell yer brother out on the corner! And for God's sake, he's worth more than a nickel! R-Rabbit! What did I say 'bout playin' with Th'Jon's void? You'll lose an arm that way! And s-s-s-stop hidin' HatchWorth's glasses! Ya know he's got bad eyes.'
[His frame relaxed, a hint of sad nostalgia on his face with the performance was over. Seventy years apart or not, Rabbit still missed his father immensely, that eccentric man. Who else would have ever created one robot with ( ... )
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