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slowzombie Platypus! from Way up North Since: Jan, 2001
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#126: Mar 17th 2011 at 5:47:22 PM

Freddy returned to the lab. "Oh, hey, Margaret" He said. It occured to him that just bringing his notebook along would probably save him some time, but then again, these small breaks from science were probably good for him in a way his dear doting mother probably could talk for a surprisingly long time about. "Anything stirring in the tanks?" He asked.

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Aondeug Oh My from Our Dreams Since: Jun, 2009
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#127: Mar 17th 2011 at 5:47:55 PM

((eating dinner, won't be long, PLEASE WAIT I LOVE YOU))

If someone wants to accuse us of eating coconut shells, then that's their business. We know what we're doing. - Achaan Chah
Miijhal Since: Jul, 2011
#128: Mar 17th 2011 at 5:49:32 PM

After a minute or so of browsing, Sara turned toward Fran and Abigail.

Out of nowhere, she stated, "Cake. Thoughts?"

daltar (4 Score & 7 Years Ago)
#129: Mar 17th 2011 at 5:50:56 PM

"Nothing... in the tanks... have given life signs" Margaret replied, her gaze still glued to the different pods in the lab. Her speech was still a little slow as the maid got used to programing coming up with the right words to express what she wanted to say.

slowzombie Platypus! from Way up North Since: Jan, 2001
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#130: Mar 17th 2011 at 5:55:56 PM

Freddy scratched the back of his neck. "Yeah, I was afraid of that." He said. "It's a bit of a mystery... really." He pulled on his lab gloves again, he didn't plan to use them, but he felt... safer with them on. "How the elixir works differently on different subjects... uh, people I guess I should say at least to... uh, you."

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#131: Mar 17th 2011 at 5:57:36 PM

Hearing Fran telling her to make salad, Abigail nodded, deciding to finish with her bread first. She was startled when Fran dropped the lettuce off in front of her. Did she want her to make it immediately? But what about the bread?

However, it did seem that Fran wanted her to make it now, so she dispensed with her typical paralysis if indecision, instead walking over to the cupboard to retrieve some vegetables. Let's see, tomatoes, cucumbers... What else?

"Yes," she said in response to Fran's question. She liked that the girl was asking her questions and trying to talk to her.

She ignored Sara until the older girl spoke.

Cake...? Abigail's eyes widened. Really? They could have cake here?! Abigail had always wanted to try cake before but had never been able to! How wonderful would it be to try it, just once...!

But were they able to? To just make cake, just like that? It seemed too easy... There must be a catch...

Aondeug Oh My from Our Dreams Since: Jun, 2009
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#132: Mar 17th 2011 at 5:59:18 PM

Fran placed a bottle of dressing down and grabbed the salt and pepper she had originally been using for the sauce.

"Cake? Sure. Needa dessert...Ya makin' it?" Fran asked Sara as she headed back to watch the pots. And...Abigail had spoken up! AWESOME! "That's good. Don' know what it tastes like. Or anythin' fo' that matter."

edited 17th Mar '11 6:00:27 PM by Aondeug

If someone wants to accuse us of eating coconut shells, then that's their business. We know what we're doing. - Achaan Chah
daltar (4 Score & 7 Years Ago)
#133: Mar 17th 2011 at 6:01:47 PM

"Whichever is fine. Subject... and people. I'm both" Margaret replied, her form still and unmoving in the light of the lab "Me coming back... was a success, right?"

slowzombie Platypus! from Way up North Since: Jan, 2001
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#134: Mar 17th 2011 at 6:05:44 PM

"Unmitigated success." Freddy said, stepping up to inspect the tank, 5 steps. "I honestly didn't think I'd be able to bring you back, but... well, it ended up working fine, the reconstruction was more or less entirely successful... I think." he scratched the back of his head again. "You should tell me if you notice any parts not working like they're supposed to."

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#135: Mar 17th 2011 at 6:09:18 PM

Cake. They were going to have cake! Distracted, Abigail watched Sara intensely. She was going to be making it! Oh, but Abigail wished she could help... But this girl hadn't been as nice to her as Fran had and she was nervous...

Hesitantly, she stepped forward, fiddling with the front of her maid uniform. "C-can I...?" she said, before dissolving into coughs.

daltar (4 Score & 7 Years Ago)
#136: Mar 17th 2011 at 6:14:27 PM

"I see..."

Margaret smiled. For some reason hearing the Master say that made her feel... weird. She was certain that it was a positive response though. And so, she found herself smiling a little bit.

"As for your query... I'm not sure if I'm supposed to feel my right arm or if it is there for decorative purposes" The woman said, looking down at her right arm. It looked alright, not too different from the other one... the only exception was that it was completely synthetic.

edited 17th Mar '11 6:14:47 PM by daltar

Miijhal Since: Jul, 2011
#137: Mar 17th 2011 at 6:18:00 PM

"Yeah. I'm in the mood for something sweet, after having to deal with the loon for so long," Sara replied to Fran, gathering the ingredients on the table. She noticed Abigail watching intently, and muttered to herself, "Goddamn, it's going for the soft spot..." then sighed, and motioned Abigail to come over. She popped open the vanilla extract and poured a bit into her mouth, washing it down with another swig of brandy.

edited 17th Mar '11 6:18:53 PM by Miijhal

ClockStopping (Ancient one) Relationship Status: It's not my fault I'm not popular!
#138: Mar 17th 2011 at 6:21:58 PM

Abigail brightened, almost clapping her hands in excitement when Sara waved her over. Like earlier, although her expression had barely changed the sheer degree of energy in the sick girl's body betrayed her enthusiasm. She stood before Sara seriously, ready for whatever it would take to make this cake!

slowzombie Platypus! from Way up North Since: Jan, 2001
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#139: Mar 17th 2011 at 6:22:27 PM

"I... ah, yes." Freddy mumbled, pulling on his lab goggles. "The prosthetic is kind of experimental, I haven't figured how to simulate much nerve activity but... Hmm." He stepped around the maid and took a good long look at the arm in question. "You should be able to move it like a normal arm, but that takes some practice so you probably can't do it right away." He tapped the arm carefully. "Once you manage to open and close it, though, you have to be careful, the servos on this thing is strong, and you don't get as good an idea of how much force you use." In the back of his mind, Freddy had a plan, incorporating a mechanical arm with the partially synthetic brain should not be impossible, but it was something he had to work on.

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Aondeug Oh My from Our Dreams Since: Jun, 2009
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#140: Mar 17th 2011 at 6:22:34 PM

"'k. Good. Busy over here," she said in response to Sara.

Hmm...By the sounds of things Abigail's cuteness was having an effect on Sara. Good. That huge bitch needed to be less bitchy to Abigail. Fran chuckled to herself as she turned down the one burner and placed a lid on the sauce pot. Can't have it burning over... The noodles had been in for long enough it seemed like... She grabbed the strainer and placed it in the sink before pouring the pot in pasta and all. Noodles now drained she tossed the back in the pot and placed said pot back on the stove with a lid.

Now...the salad...

edited 17th Mar '11 6:23:00 PM by Aondeug

If someone wants to accuse us of eating coconut shells, then that's their business. We know what we're doing. - Achaan Chah
daltar (4 Score & 7 Years Ago)
#141: Mar 17th 2011 at 6:31:12 PM

"Hmmmg"

Margaret looked down at the stubborn arm that refused to acknowledge her and did her best to try and make it move. While her consciousness struggled to concentrate on it, her cybernetic self tried to make contact with the synthetic nerves on it.

After some trying the best they could come up with was to make the arm twitch slightly and her fingers move erratically for a couple of seconds.

Miijhal Since: Jul, 2011
#142: Mar 17th 2011 at 6:31:41 PM

"Right then..." Sara placed a chunk of butter, followed by a sizable portion of sugar into a bowl, while eyeing Fran suspiciously. She handed the bowl and a spoon to Abigail. "Stir this, while I go set the oven."

((I'm going to have to call it a night now. I'll try to add another post in the morning.))

edited 17th Mar '11 6:32:05 PM by Miijhal

ClockStopping (Ancient one) Relationship Status: It's not my fault I'm not popular!
#143: Mar 17th 2011 at 6:34:58 PM

Eagerly, Abigail stepped forward to stir the mixture. It didn't look like cake at all yet, but that was to be expected. She stirred and stirred, telling herself that she would do this for as long as necessary to make the cake taste good. Until told to stop, she would continue to stir, just in case.

slowzombie Platypus! from Way up North Since: Jan, 2001
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#144: Mar 17th 2011 at 6:35:06 PM

Freddy nodded. "You'll need more practice." He said, rather matter-of-factly. "I can calibrate the sensitivity for you, if you want to, but you'll pretty much have to keep trying until you can do it." He sighed, the problem with building your own hardware was no patches or tech support.

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Aondeug Oh My from Our Dreams Since: Jun, 2009
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#145: Mar 17th 2011 at 6:40:17 PM

Abigail seemed to be well off. Good. She seemed happy and Sara was being nice. This pleased Fran.

She got a bowl and began tearing up lettuce and tossing it in. Bell peppers and onions were cut up and tossed in as well. Some mushrooms...this dressing she could never remember the name of...salt...pepper...She dug around in a drawer and pulled out the large fork and spoon to be used to mix this thing up and serve it. Fran set to mixing the salad up.

What did this taste like? Hmm.

((I'm heading out for the night too. So...pause on our shit))

edited 17th Mar '11 6:40:44 PM by Aondeug

If someone wants to accuse us of eating coconut shells, then that's their business. We know what we're doing. - Achaan Chah
daltar (4 Score & 7 Years Ago)
#146: Mar 17th 2011 at 6:42:11 PM

"Don't worry... I'll make sure to master soon" Margaret said, her brow furrowed as she tried to conquer the arm.

Sigh

Hmm?

A sigh is an audible exhalation of air arising from tiredness or emotion, usually sadness, which itself could be stemming from feelings of sadness or futility.

"Master, are you unwell?"

ClockStopping (Ancient one) Relationship Status: It's not my fault I'm not popular!
#147: Mar 17th 2011 at 6:42:45 PM

Abigail continued to stir, expression as intense as if she were performing surgery rather than just mixing up some cake batter. This was going to be the first cake she ever made and it was going to be good.

((Okay! Night!))

edited 17th Mar '11 6:43:28 PM by ClockStopping

slowzombie Platypus! from Way up North Since: Jan, 2001
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#148: Mar 17th 2011 at 6:45:10 PM

Freddy shook his head. "Nono, I'm fine." He said, pulling his lab goggles up to his forehead. "There's a lot to do these days, but I kinda like it that way, you know?"

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daltar (4 Score & 7 Years Ago)
#149: Mar 17th 2011 at 6:55:54 PM

"I'm sorry... but I have never had much to do... so I wouldn't be able to tell" Margaret says "Still... I'm glad that the master is happy with his work"

slowzombie Platypus! from Way up North Since: Jan, 2001
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#150: Mar 17th 2011 at 6:59:51 PM

"Yeah, it's a wonderful life." Freddy said, stepping over to the monitors, putting them on a mode that'd sound a klaxxon should anything stir within the tanks. "How about I give you a brief tour of the castle? Well, where things usually are, anyway?"

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