Practice Makes Perfect (Action)
Oct. 10th, 2010 02:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ceasetoexist[BLU Engie's gone. But that doesn't matter, not really. It's not like he expected people to stay here, and he honestly should have known better that, if he actually did kinda-sorta want someone to stay there, they would eventually leave. It's just how fate seemed to want to get him after all it couldn't possibly be coincidence it's not like he's paranoid straight to hell or anything, and this pretty much just seemed to be yet more evidence that something, somewhere, was probably conspiring against him to piss him off about everything around him. Not that it mattered, he supposed, because it wasn't like it would be the last time it'd ever happen either.
So it wasn't because Engie was gone that Pokey found himself out in the driveway of his house, trying to build one of the machines the man had been showing him how to work on. Not at all. It's not like he felt he had to prove something, like what he learned meant anything. And it may not have, considering how badly he's struggling to remember what to do.
Feel free to notice notice the grumbling, more agitated then usual blue kid fucking about with a bunch of metal parts in his driveway and come agitated him even further.]
So it wasn't because Engie was gone that Pokey found himself out in the driveway of his house, trying to build one of the machines the man had been showing him how to work on. Not at all. It's not like he felt he had to prove something, like what he learned meant anything. And it may not have, considering how badly he's struggling to remember what to do.
Feel free to notice notice the grumbling, more agitated then usual blue kid fucking about with a bunch of metal parts in his driveway and come agitated him even further.]
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Date: 2010-10-11 01:15 am (UTC)get hurt againbe taken for a chump.no subject
Date: 2010-10-11 01:16 am (UTC)It's painful to live that way...
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Date: 2010-10-11 02:05 am (UTC)[He has to stand up for the next part of his work. He's making genuine progress.]
So, I have to friggin' know: is there a sign on my back or something that says "preach at me" that perfect strangers feel the need to come talk to me? Cause that constantly seems to be the case.
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Date: 2010-10-11 02:07 am (UTC)[She seems to be half-joking on that last part.]
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Date: 2010-10-11 02:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-11 02:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-11 03:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-11 04:10 am (UTC)[Starting to wonder if she should back off yet. But then, she likes trouble.]
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Date: 2010-10-11 04:36 am (UTC)[Don't worry Shion, there really isn't anything Pokey could do to you. And what he's building doesn't look offensive in nature.]
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Date: 2010-10-11 04:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-11 04:50 am (UTC)Pokey.
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Date: 2010-10-11 04:59 am (UTC)[Shion looks at the device he's been messing with since they started to talk.]
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Date: 2010-10-11 05:15 am (UTC)[And he'll go back to trying to work on it.]
...It's called a Dispenser.
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Date: 2010-10-11 11:15 pm (UTC)Will it dispense anything particular, or are you trying to program it to dispense whatever you require?
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Date: 2010-10-12 05:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-12 08:50 pm (UTC)Sounds helpful.
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Date: 2010-10-12 09:05 pm (UTC)no subject
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