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[notadefect.livejournal.com]

[eve was in hibernation for the entire day, and since she doesn't usually stay in her room, she's floating in the lobby.

feel free to notice a floating egg in the lobby, or fall on you when gravity comes back, or something.]

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[shrt-temper.livejournal.com]

[was not bothered by this lack of gravity nonsense, somehow. which is good, really. wanders up to EVE and walks a few circles around her, curiously]

Hurm.

[poke]

[notadefect.livejournal.com]

[i can just imagine rorschach floating through the halls, going rrrarrrrrrrrrl as he goes through a doorway or something shhshshsghshgsjgkgkgkdff

she gets poked, and suddenly gravity returns, and she falls to the ground. but instead of crashing, she's still hovering a little. cuz that's how she rolls.]

[shrt-temper.livejournal.com]

[honest to god, the mun almost did it. was THIS close. but she likes her thumbs]

.... hunh. [kneels down and passes a hand under her. mutters to himself] Still floating. .... Must contain hover device. [and as far as he's aware, it's not alive, so it must be some sort of machine the castle uses for .... ajfhkasjhskf WHATEVER. sees the little seam for the hatch on her front and reaches out to try and open it. UH OH]

[notadefect.livejournal.com]

[oh shit, SOMEONE IS TRYING TO OPEN HER CHESTICLE THINGY. and the last resident who'd done that (stitch) was severely punished DDDDDDDDDDD<

wakes up, makes an offended noise, and automatically brings out her plasma, not shooting yet, though. she's learned to control herself D:]

[shrt-temper.livejournal.com]

[rolls out of the way and behind - Random Bit Of Lobby Furniture A. shutupitworksok.] .... Hurm. Interesting defense system. Very modern for a medieval looking place.

[fishes in his pockets for something that might distract it. comes up with a rubber band from the other day. fires it off to the side, behind EVE. pwing!]

[notadefect.livejournal.com]

[LMAO, when he shoots the rubber band, she goes ballistic. doesn't care that it's indoors and that she's already destroyed some of the upstairs hallways before, so she fires -- PYEW PYEW -- and oh, there goes some tables and a couch!

turns back to rorschach, or his general direction, glaaaaaring. this guy is a threat!!] Who are you? Who are you?

[shrt-temper.livejournal.com]

[his cover is not looking so safe anymore. but that doesn't stop him from staying behind it]

Rorschach. Heard you fine first time. Your turn. What're you?

[notadefect.livejournal.com]

[she's hovering a little closer, her plasma canon still out. she's guarded, but she'll still act civil.]

Rorschach. [remembers this. guy with a hat and an odd face.] EVE.

[shrt-temper.livejournal.com]

Eve. .... Castle security? [clears his throat a little] Live here. Not an intruder. [so srsly Emmy by the end of this thread they'll be in a Who Can Say It In Less Words contest]

[notadefect.livejournal.com]

[shakes her head] No. Resident. [finally gets close enough to him, then puts her canon away. know this, rorschach! if you do anything funny, she'll blow your face off! :(

also LFMAO, yes. who will win?! eve says the word that she's so well-known for. just in case.] Directive?

[shrt-temper.livejournal.com]

[is more than a little curious about how a robot can be a resident. the blots on his mask shift a little more sluggishly as he tries to figure this out. processing!]

Yours or mine?

[notadefect.livejournal.com]

[she takes a moment to scan his face, because his mask is interesting!] Oooooh. [finishes scanning. eve's easily distracted.]

[hovers a little closer, and kind of nods towards him] Directive.

[shrt-temper.livejournal.com]

[shakes his head a little, like a cat hit with a spray bottle, when she scans his face. can still SEE through that mask, you know. IS BLIND for like three seconds.]

Kill evil.

[notadefect.livejournal.com]

[she cares not. besides you shot a rubber band near her. she has to know that you're not a threat!!]

Ooo. [that sounds like a scary but important directive. but she wonders what 'evil' he's talking about] Evil?

[shrt-temper.livejournal.com]

[it was that or the grapple gun, EVE. always look on the bright side of life. or, um, AI.] Criminals. Thieves. Murderers. .... [a shrug] Scum. Know any? ... Trying to find them.

/stalks

[goturtongue.livejournal.com]

[he floats on by, making a point to knock on the oversized hard-boiled egg when he passes it]

Knock, knock.

Anyone home?

dont worry i love when you stalk <3

[notadefect.livejournal.com]

[doesn't answer! just floats along, occasionally bobbing up and down and floating upside down.]

[goturtongue.livejournal.com]

Man, if only I had a marker.

[CHESTICLE. he'll follow Rorschach's good example and pick at it]

[notadefect.livejournal.com]

[NARDFAFADAFAFSG

reboots, because PEOPLE ARE MOLESTING HER CHESTICLE, and she retracts her plasma canon. FAST. points it at shiro D<, hovering backwards all the while]

[goturtongue.livejournal.com]

[his cat ears fold back some as he jumps or, uh, paddles backwards in the air to get away from Carrie the crazy robot]

What the hell?!

[notadefect.livejournal.com]

[LMFAO. looks FIERCE. and scans his ears, because those are odd]

[goturtongue.livejournal.com]

[.. she is totally making BBQ out of his brain with her eye lasers, he just knows it -- the ears twitch]

[notadefect.livejournal.com]

[TOTALLY IS, its her food. and she's totally fascinated by the ears, so she hovers real close, blinking at them] Oooo!

[goturtongue.livejournal.com]

[he frowns]

You always take the shoot now, ask later approach?