1st Transmission

[bot_builder]

[This appears to be a giant room, ceilings as high as the walls are far apart.  It's well-lit, although there are no windows.  There's bits of machinery and half-built robots everywhere, either semi-neatly stacked on tall shelves or scattered on the floor.  The cement floor is spotted with oil.  There are green monkeys running everywhere.  You know

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[waterfell]

[Because it's a dream; or the nexus. One of the two, and she'll figure out which as soon as she wakes up, so it's not that urgent of a question to the girl who walks confidently right up to the work area.

She is fairly ordinary in appearance at the moment: dark hair, Asian features, somewhere in her late teens, modestly but fashionably dressed. She smiles slyly as she hops lightly up to sit in a clear space on one of the work tables, legs dangling over the side.]

Because... I wanted to! [She explains her presence, mostly to tease and provoke the young man.] Is it alright if I stay awhile?

[bot_builder]

[The man blinks at you.] But... [Then he sighs. This is just like when he was a teenager, and everyone in creation kept traipsing in and out of his lair with impunity. At least you don't seem destructive. He runs a hand through his hair.] If you've already gotten in, I don't suppose there's anything I can do about it.

[He returns to fiddling with the fridge-thing.] I don't suppose you'd care to tell me who you are? When I do get visitors, they tend to be people I know.

[waterfell]

[A quick look takes in Jack's decidedly Western features.]

Ami Mizuno. Call me by that.

And no. There's nothing to do about it. But if I'm your guest for the time being, shouldn't you be offering refreshments?

[bot_builder]

Ami Mizuno... [He files that away. He wipes the grease off his hands onto a nearby rag. The rag is promptly stolen by one of the monkeys as soon as it's set down again.] First things first: do you know who I am, or do you always break into random strangers' homes?

[Really, she's hardly a guest--just an intruder he can't be rid of. He does not invite guests down into his lair. Or his home. Or... actually, not even his parents visit him at his house. But for some reason he decides he's going to accept your presence without further comment.] Yeah, I guess according to the alarm it's time to eat anyway. Hey! Could somebody get us some food? I'm not coming up there!

[maddening_gale]

They were too loud, so I silenced them.

What's that supposed to be? A walking chest?

[bot_builder]

...

[A little kid who was able to take care of his bots? That's never a good sign. You must be with the monks. Don't they understand he's "retired" now? He gives you a sour look.] It's a fridge-bot. To make it easier to snack. What do you want?

[maddening_gale]

[Fridge-bot? Jade has no idea what a fridge even is, but it sounds dumb. Some part of him wonders if this is what Saphir will be like as an adult - using talent for dumb, mundane things.]

[Ah well. If there's anything he's learned about adults, it's to either lie or be horribly vague when one is asking questions.]

I wanted to take a look around. Is that wrong?

[bot_builder]

[Wrong answer! Now he's going to whine at you.] Ye-es! You can't--you shouldn't just break into people's homes! Don't you monks have any manners?