I can do rp posts with my ooc account if I WANT to, damnit

[opalinesque]

[it's a gorgeous day today! the sun is shining, birds are singing... all in all, the beautiful outdoors are more tempting than they've ever been (which is a good thing, considering the more... reclusive nature of a few of the musebox's inhabitants).

and that is why somebody has set up a gigantic picnic! there are foods of all kinds, from savory to the sweet... although, for some reason, one end of the blanket has been taken up almost entirely with different varieties of ice cream. how strange!

enjoy yourselves, children ♥]

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[siegheulen]

Yeah, they'll pretty much listen to anyone who isn't me... Anyway, they wouldn't have eaten it, but they might have tried to either take it for me or feed it to you. —Like that.

[one of them, in fact, has trotted back over to him to do just that; it offers him a bun of some sort, which he takes and starts eating. patting its head]

Thanks, Dimwit.

[sleepingspark]

How come they bring you food if they don't listen to you?

[siegheulen]

Because I'm hungry?

Er— sorry, that doesn't really explain anything. It's more that they don't listen to what I want so much as what I need, if that makes sense? So because I'm hungry, they want to get me food.

[sleepingspark]

... They're not real dogs, huh.

What are they?

[siegheulen]

Aah, smart girl. They're robots.

[thumping Dimwit on the side; it lolls its tongue out and grins :D]

They're actually a hivemind— the same AI runs all six of them, so they team up really well. It's good helpers. ...When we're actually on-duty, anyway.

[sleepingspark]

[puffs up a little proudly :3 :3 :3]

That's really cool! What do you do that you need robot hivemind dogs for?

[siegheulen]

Run a spaceship.

[sleepingspark]

Hehhh?! A spaceship...?!

[siegheulen]

[grinning, echoing the expression on the wolf's face]

Yep. I'm a salvager.

[he says this like it means something cool, and takes another bite out of his bun]

[sleepingspark]

What do you salvage out in space? Like satellites and stuff?

[siegheulen]

[ticking them off on his fingers]

Satellites, lost spaceships, abandoned space stations, old lunar outposts... Just about anything, really.

[sleepingspark]

[YOU CAN PRACTICALLY SEE HER SPARKLING JESUS CHRIST]

Uwaaahh...!!

[siegheulen]

[kind of beaming at her :D HECK YEAH MY JOB'S AWESOME]

It's pretty great. Nine hells of boring sometimes, but even then I've got the stars. ...Metaphorically speaking.

[sleepingspark]

That is soooooo cool.

[siegheulen]

[man why can't everyone think of my profession this way.]

Yeah. I get to do a lot of archeology, too, some of the stuff up there is old. There's nothing like going to a museum and seeing shit you found for them.

[sometime while he was talking all the wolves regrouped, and have trickled over to surround the girl. one noses her hand hopefully 8<]

[sleepingspark]

[she pets it happily, like a robot hivemind wolf is no big deal to her]

Uwahh, I bet! That sounds so cool, so cool!

[siegheulen]

[grins— and then blinks. communication between him and Howl is fuzzy and a lot less seamless when he's not plugged into the ship, but when it wants him to know something it can still get the message across. right now, that message is the sort of excitement/curiosity that comes with something being unexpected, and—

smells different? ...the girl smells different?

huh.]

It's super cool. —Hey, what's your name?

[sleepingspark]

Oh-- I'm Yukiko! Yukiko Otogane!

[siegheulen]

[offering her his hand]

Kai Spiegelman, captain of the Victory Howl.

[sleepingspark]

[she accepts his hand and shakes it, but drops her eyes to their joined hands rather than his face, even though her expression stays friendly.

he may notice the skin on her hand is a slightly different color than the arm it's attached to, the two tones separated by a faint scar. there's a similar scar on her face, as well.]

[siegheulen]

[he'd definitely noticed the face, but he's not the kind of dick to comment on that. still pretty "huh," though.]

Nice to meet you, Yukiko. What sort of things do you do?

[sleepingspark]

Oh, um... I don't really have a job or anything yet, I'm still growing up. I live with my papa and my brother and the lab staff.

[siegheulen]

Things you like count as things you do! Doesn't matter whether you get paid for it or not.

[pursing his lips for a moment, though, before adding:]

You're a lab rat too, then, huh?

[sleepingspark]

[huffs]

I'm an experimental bridge lifeform, not a lab rat.

[siegheulen]

[holding his hands up in surrender, laughing]

Whoa, whoa, whoa, I just meant in the "growing up in a lab" sense. My vati's a scientist, so...