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ataraxion2013-06-26 01:42 am
klutziness) wrote in ataraxion2013-06-26 01:42 am
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† 001.
[rikku is slouched over her work table, which is actually just two bureaus shoved together and covered in tools and various bits and pieces of metal and paper. the comm itself is propped up against one of those random bits of metal, and has turned on thanks to a stray screwdriver bumping into it. rikku herself is wearing her jumpsuit--well, half of it. it's unzipped and pooled at her waist--she's just got her bikini top on beneath it, along with a pair of goggles over her eyes. for safety.
a couple of spheres (five, to be exact) are rolling around on the table, glowing faintly. she pays no mind to them except when one gets a little too close to the edge of the table--then she gently nudges it back with whatever happens to be in her hand.
she is currently prodding at some sort of device, round and flat and about the size of a medium plate. there are round recesses carved into it, along with a strange design. the skeleton of a small machine is where she directs her words:]
Alrighty, I think I've got it this time. If it works, we're back in business, little buddy.
[she sits up, shoving the goggles away from her face to inspect her work. she grabs a soldering gun, makes a last-minute fix, and then stands, biting her lip a bit, clipping the device to her belt.]
Here goes nothing. Or something. Hopefully a lot of something.
[she closes her eyes and, for a moment, it doesn't seem like anything will happen. then there's a low hum, growing louder by the second. she grins for a brief second, and suddenly panic appears on her face. there's a loud zap sound, she yelps, jumping and lurching into the desk. the comm falls over, focusing on a worn-out piece of paper. rikku herself is not happy.]
Shiva's freezing tits, what now! Sheesh, can't a girl catch a break with anything?
[she's scrabbling around on the desk again, and notices that the comm is on. she picks it up with one hand, rubbing at her forehead with the other.]
So, uh. Man, this shouldn't surprise me anymore. It always happens when I blow something up. Anyway, anybody know much about machina? Or magic. Or both! Both would be good.
a couple of spheres (five, to be exact) are rolling around on the table, glowing faintly. she pays no mind to them except when one gets a little too close to the edge of the table--then she gently nudges it back with whatever happens to be in her hand.
she is currently prodding at some sort of device, round and flat and about the size of a medium plate. there are round recesses carved into it, along with a strange design. the skeleton of a small machine is where she directs her words:]
Alrighty, I think I've got it this time. If it works, we're back in business, little buddy.
[she sits up, shoving the goggles away from her face to inspect her work. she grabs a soldering gun, makes a last-minute fix, and then stands, biting her lip a bit, clipping the device to her belt.]
Here goes nothing. Or something. Hopefully a lot of something.
[she closes her eyes and, for a moment, it doesn't seem like anything will happen. then there's a low hum, growing louder by the second. she grins for a brief second, and suddenly panic appears on her face. there's a loud zap sound, she yelps, jumping and lurching into the desk. the comm falls over, focusing on a worn-out piece of paper. rikku herself is not happy.]
Shiva's freezing tits, what now! Sheesh, can't a girl catch a break with anything?
[she's scrabbling around on the desk again, and notices that the comm is on. she picks it up with one hand, rubbing at her forehead with the other.]
So, uh. Man, this shouldn't surprise me anymore. It always happens when I blow something up. Anyway, anybody know much about machina? Or magic. Or both! Both would be good.
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You clearly have some kind of bias against robo-things, and let me tell you that I've dealt with this before and I'm not gonna do it again! So if you don't like my machina, you don't gotta deal with it, fine. But it makes me happy, so I'm gonna keep building it.
[she was this close to calling you a yevonite]
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It matters when they kill everyone on this ship.
[thankfully he wouldn't know what that means]
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Whoa buddy, that was a leap that nobody was ready for. Kill everybody? These are scouts! They're six inches tall! What're they gonna do, gently stab your ankle until you bleed out?
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And the next ones you build? What about those? How do you know they won't decide they're superior and start building their own army?
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Because I'm not a crazy person who would build something that would do that.
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[why is this so hard for people to understand?!]
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