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Post by Pee-Dee on Feb 16, 2009 21:47:08 GMT -5
Pee-Dee skews the 'proper behavior towards females' etiquette into weird places.
"If you want to, you can go. I think I can manage this."
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Feb 17, 2009 18:22:44 GMT -5
Emirate Xaaron shakes his head and assures, "I can stay. We aren't geared up enough spaceship construction yet that I'm needed to haul random objects. I just wondered if you wanted an actual medic around, that's all."
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Post by Pee-Dee on Feb 18, 2009 19:40:19 GMT -5
"What for?" Pee-Dee asks. "''Sides, First Aid's busy, and Long Haul's doing stuff, and the Commissioner is busy..."
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Feb 18, 2009 21:50:05 GMT -5
Emirate Xaaron shakes his head. Silly him, thinking that Pee-Dee might want a medic around to help fix her hand. What a foolish idea. He holds a hand to his chin and excuses, "Nevermind, then."
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Post by Pee-Dee on Feb 23, 2009 13:12:15 GMT -5
Medics always have these bizarre set notions of how bodies are supposed to be built.
"Okay!" Pee-Dee smiles at Emirate Xaaron. "If you could just help me put my bones back in, I'd be good to go."
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Feb 24, 2009 1:11:44 GMT -5
"I'll certainly help as much as I am able," Emirate Xaaron warrants, waiting for Pee-Dee to explain what it that he should do for her.
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Post by Pee-Dee on Feb 26, 2009 10:50:35 GMT -5
"I just need some bones laid into joint-patterns," Pee-Dee says then launches into a complicated, Junkion-slang-filled explanation of how exactly you go about doing that.
Poor Xaaron.
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Feb 26, 2009 23:35:30 GMT -5
Emirate Xaaron understands nuclear physics.
Emirate Xaaron's chips are dribbling out his audio sensors.
He hesitantly tries to follow what he thinks are the instructions, feeling like a child playing a game of Operation. Did he do it right, Pee-Dee?
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Post by Pee-Dee on Mar 4, 2009 15:14:47 GMT -5
"Hnh." Pee-Dee tries to lean forward to grab the tool with her mouth. "You need to polarize the fringamaroles, not depolarize them. Gimme!"
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Mar 5, 2009 20:57:44 GMT -5
Emirate Xaaron must have missed that part. He delicately places the tool in her mouth, like a tango dancer placing a rose in his partner's mouth.
He asks, "What next?"
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Post by Pee-Dee on Mar 7, 2009 17:20:06 GMT -5
People who don't use vocoders to talk might find having a tool in their mouth makes it difficult to enunciate. However, both Pee-Dee and Emirate Xaaron are Transformers.
"See, fingers don't use universal joints or ball-sockets. They've got some side-to-side movement, but they really only seriously flex in one specific way." Pee-Dee nudges the tool around inside her opened hand, prodding and pounding at bits of metal until they're shaped like she wants.
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Mar 8, 2009 9:00:08 GMT -5
Emirate Xaaron really has no idea how the conversation when from the polarisation of the fringamaroles to degrees of freedom in fingers. He is at a loss, here. He just smiles and nods, waiting for Pee-Dee to ask him to pass this or do that.
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Post by Pee-Dee on Mar 12, 2009 15:50:13 GMT -5
Pee-Dee's lines of thought are often maze-like. "Can you give me some of that?"
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Fade?
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Post by Emirate Xaaron on Mar 14, 2009 21:13:48 GMT -5
Emirate Xaaron replies tiredly, "Half-off on everything or a lil' something-something?"
If Pee-Dee does not someday regret introducing Emirate Xaaron to tee-vee, someone will.
OOC: Sure.
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