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((For Daniel))
by Social Butterfly (mmmcyberbooty)
at February 2nd, 2006 (03:14 pm)

Social leads the way in a rather bouncy fashion to the Livewires' base: a rather quaint, pretty little farmhouse. Pausing just inside the door, she scoops up a small ball of black fur, which immediately turns into a demon-kitten intent on gnawing her hand off at the wrist. She beams and kisses it on the top of it's evil little head, and drops it in a nearby flowerpot. It turns its attentions to the ficus in the pot, apparently trying to get in touch with its inner beaver.

Running a quick sensor scan through the house, she pouts slightly and flops on the couch. "They're not home." She huffs a bit, then smiles cheerily at Daniel. "I guess we'll just have to hang out here until they get back!"

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Posted by: Daniel Crowe (hate_unicorns)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2006 12:50 am (UTC)

"Yeah, he'd stop after the first time. Maybe he'd feel like leaving your soul intact. Though I wouldn't be surprised if the little bugger had some way of devouring that as well." Dan grinned. Interesting images, to him at least. He was especially happy when the animal decided to get away. He definitly did not want that thing sneaking up on him while he was sleeping. Or whatever. Mostly whatever, in this case.

"Yeah, shy. 's fine, I'm sure we'll be... not killing each other in the future, anyway."

"So.... Myself. Don't mind if I do. I'm 21, I like ice cream, cake, and pizza. I enjoy the average romantic comedy, action flick, and comedy. Not that I ever really got to see many movies growing up. Hmmm." Leaning his head back, Daniel stares up at the ceiling. Talking about his world. Huh, maybe he wasn't the best for that. "Well, up until a few years ago, I was a student at one of the most prestigious magic schools in Athens. Like, bam." Dan produced a bit of magic from his open palm, quickly closing the hand again, extinguishing it. "My time was spent mostly studying magic at an infuriatingly slow pace, and writing down history. Copying, actually. Eh, if you want, I'll show you the tome I was working on when I left later. I eventually got kicked out due to some... how to say... unfortunate events between me, a girl, and a unicorn. Though that did get the spell to get to the nexus." And truth be told, he didn't really regret it. His tone was almost one of fond reminiscince.

Almost.

"So, after I was kicked out, I decided to depend on the kindness of strangers and travel the world. Man, you wouldn't believe half the stuff I could describe. Entire cities where everything seemed to be made of flashing lights and computer banks. Quiet, muggy cities, places around rivers... I saw it all. And as awesome as you are for a mecha," Dan faced down again, looking directly at Social, "You probably wouldn't have stood a chance against one of our Automata units. Not that I'd let you fight one anyway." Breaking out into an honest smile, Dan finished up. "Honestly, if you wanted, I'd take you back, but uh, I can't. I never quite got the coordinates for my world before I closed the portal."

Posted by: Autocannibal (aka 'Deb', once Stem Cell) (ich_esse_mich)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2006 01:39 am (UTC)

It's right about now that Auto gets back.

She doesn't seem especially hinged towards socializing at the moment--especially given that she's smoking slightly, there are occasional burn marks in her clothes, a chunk of the 'skin' on the left side of her face is missing, and she's toting a massively oversized rifle as long as she is tall--but she offers the two a wave before padding through towards the basement.

Posted by: Social Butterfly (mmmcyberbooty)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2006 02:31 am (UTC)

She listens curiously, assimilating both the data from his words and from his body language. The magic show makes her eyes light up with interest, but she doesn't interject until Auto gets home. Then she beams blindingly, bouncing into Daniel's lap and wrapping an arm around his shoulder and petting his hair. "Auto! This is Daniel! Can he stay with us for a while?"

[Look what followed me home, mom! *grin* Can I keep him? Can I can I?]

Posted by: Daniel Crowe (hate_unicorns)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2006 02:40 am (UTC)

Leaning forward from the sudden weight on his lap, he winces. Definitly wasn't expecting that. Turning towards Auto, he tried to use his most pitiful look. "Yeah, umm, I've been rather displaced from my world for a bit, so uh, if it's not too much trouble...? I'll try not to get in the way. Hell, I'll probably spend most of my time in the nexus, gathering information and all that." Yeah, this was a new experience all around for him.

Posted by: Autocannibal (aka 'Deb', once Stem Cell) (ich_esse_mich)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2006 02:53 am (UTC)

"I don't mind," she says, "as long as I can co-opt you into doing chores." An almost-wink.

Posted by: Daniel Crowe (hate_unicorns)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2006 09:53 pm (UTC)

A mock face of horror flits over Daniel's face before he resumes his regular grin. "Eh, if you really want. I was kinda hopin for free room and board, myself."

Posted by: Autocannibal (aka 'Deb', once Stem Cell) (ich_esse_mich)
Posted at: February 4th, 2006 05:32 pm (UTC)

Auto sticks her tongue out at him for a moment, quite cutely.

Posted by: Autocannibal (aka 'Deb', once Stem Cell) (ich_esse_mich)
Posted at: February 3rd, 2006 02:46 am (UTC)

The android girl pauses, massive rifle balanced on one shoulder. She seems to have lost a boot somewhere--she only has one, while the blue-and-white striped sock on the other foot is quite visible (and a little scorched).

"As long as he doesn't bother anything in the basement," she says with a small grin.

[I'm not feeding him, and you'll have to take him for walks, got it? *:P*]

Posted by: Social Butterfly (mmmcyberbooty)
Posted at: February 4th, 2006 06:48 am (UTC)

She grins, patting Daniel's head with a proprietary air. "Don't worry, I'm sure he'll follow the rules, won't you Daniel?"

[And I'll make sure he doesn't pee on the floors or scratch the furniture. *grin*]

Posted by: Daniel Crowe (hate_unicorns)
Posted at: February 4th, 2006 03:09 pm (UTC)

"Huh, rules? I mean uh, yeah. No going into the basement. Check. Anything else?" If he didn't know any better, Daniel would think he was being treated like a pet, what with the patting and all. Luckily, he doesn't.

Posted by: Autocannibal (aka 'Deb', once Stem Cell) (ich_esse_mich)
Posted at: February 4th, 2006 05:33 pm (UTC)

With her personal injunction in place, Auto proceeds through to the basement--if only to deposit the gun somewhere. She may come back, depending on how the conversation between Social and Daniel continues.

Posted by: Social Butterfly (mmmcyberbooty)
Posted at: February 6th, 2006 08:38 pm (UTC)

She beams cheerfully, playing with Daniel's hair. "Oh, just little things. Stay out of the basement, don't touch any weapons of mass destruction you see laying around, never look Trouble directly in the eyes in case he decides to devour you while you're sleeping..."

[Don't wait up, sweetie. *^_~*]

Posted by: Daniel Crowe (hate_unicorns)
Posted at: February 6th, 2006 08:43 pm (UTC)

"No need to worry about the Trouble thing. That cat scares me." Daniel shuddered. He did not want to have to face that thing down. Fidgeting a bit, he looks up at Social's face. "And uh, comfortable? I could always try moving around a bit for a more comfy position, if you wanted. And my hair's entirely too short for braids, sorry."

Posted by: Social Butterfly (mmmcyberbooty)
Posted at: February 6th, 2006 09:20 pm (UTC)

"You'll get used to him. He probably won't even try to eat you!" she grins.

She looks apologetic at the fidgeting and scoots back a bit, leaving just her legs on Daniel's lap. "Sorry sweetie. I forget how heavy I am sometimes! Better?"

Posted by: Daniel Crowe (hate_unicorns)
Posted at: February 6th, 2006 10:40 pm (UTC)

"Yeah, he won't. Not after the first time, anyway. No one eats Daniel Crowe twice! No sirre..." Daniel smirked. He'd prefer the cat didn't hear that, though. It'd probably take it as a challenge. It would be embarrasing to lose a fight with a kitten. Definitly.

"Much, though you didn't have to move. I'm used to being sat on, and people heavier than you have done so." Dan shuddered a bit. "Though I'd rather not think of those. Ew. Ew doesn't even begin to describe my disgust at those points in time. So do you have any more questions for me, or can I ask you about yourself now? Or what's going to happen next? Or if you've got something for a parched interdimensional traveler to drink that includes some form of sugar?" He was thirsty, but it could always wait. He was comfortable, and didn't especially want to move right now.

Posted by: Social Butterfly (mmmcyberbooty)
Posted at: February 6th, 2006 10:54 pm (UTC)

Posted by: Daniel Crowe (hate_unicorns)
Posted at: February 6th, 2006 10:59 pm (UTC)

Posted by: Social Butterfly (mmmcyberbooty)
Posted at: February 8th, 2006 03:23 am (UTC)

Posted by: Daniel Crowe (hate_unicorns)
Posted at: February 8th, 2006 10:21 pm (UTC)

Posted by: Social Butterfly (mmmcyberbooty)
Posted at: February 8th, 2006 10:48 pm (UTC)

Posted by: Daniel Crowe (hate_unicorns)
Posted at: February 8th, 2006 10:51 pm (UTC)

Posted by: Social Butterfly (mmmcyberbooty)
Posted at: February 9th, 2006 07:21 pm (UTC)

Posted by: Daniel Crowe (hate_unicorns)
Posted at: February 9th, 2006 10:21 pm (UTC)

Posted by: Social Butterfly (mmmcyberbooty)
Posted at: February 12th, 2006 08:51 pm (UTC)

Posted by: Daniel Crowe (hate_unicorns)
Posted at: February 12th, 2006 09:06 pm (UTC)

Posted by: Social Butterfly (mmmcyberbooty)
Posted at: February 12th, 2006 10:44 pm (UTC)

Posted by: Daniel Crowe (hate_unicorns)
Posted at: February 12th, 2006 10:51 pm (UTC)

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