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The Walter 'Bot's Bedroom for fabulae_victoriana

[OOC: A thread for all bedroom happenings and private threads for the boys and their friends/family, just to keep from royally spamming up the main comm as we already do so very well.

A semi-brief description of the room from Meygan's mind, castmates, hit me if you think otherwise:

One of the larger bedrooms in the house (considering it currently is containing five full-grown automatons and a normal human and an assortment of instruments and the like), with a large window at the back. The walls were covered in The Jon's special brand of artwork, doodles of the world in the way that he saw it, colorful swirls and unidentifiable shapes and other oddities that looked like they came straight out of his music. Looking at these artistic murals for too long tends to make visitors go just a little crazy, seeing and hearing things that weren't actually there, so it is generally advised to never stay too long! His brothers are either immune or just don't even notice the crazy anymore. Likely the second.

The floor, despite The Spine's best effort, is usually quite dirty, boots and socks and clothes and gloves and hats and hula hoops and just about everything else littered around the place. If one The Jon was messy, two was just complete chaos. There was just no taming that mess.

Currently, the six inhabitants of the room share, two ye olde Victorian-style bunk beds. The Spine and Rabbit take one, while Hatchy, the two The Jons, and Michael take the other. Hatchworth has the bottom, which leaves Michael squished between both Jons on the top bunk. No doubt they tumble headfirst out of that precarious sleeping space quite often. Luckily for The Jons', they have thick brassy heads and likely won't even awaken from the fall.

Considering they are doing their damned best to keep up with busking and their father is on the hunt to find them real venues to perform, their musical instrument selection no doubt takes up a very large amount of the free space available there.

I think I'll try to update a list inside of this thread to keep up with what they've actually managed to acquire. Nice to keep an inventory on these things!

AS FOR NOW, use this thread as you see fit. Throw whatever and whomever you like in.

Current occupants:
*Rabbit

malfunctionbot
*The Spine

eyestothesky
*The Jon1

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*The Jon2

lovesbobbydarin
*Hatchworth

hatchy
*Michael Reed

steammanmechanic

...Is this a pointless post? Probably. But I'll spam the fuck out of it, so. PURPOSE SERVED.

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Flattering was just what Rabbit did, Alyss. Practically a part of his programming. Blame Peter.

When the man appeared so suddenly at their table, Rabbit's copper mouth opened to reply, but the stranger's politeness had the robot taken back briefly. Sir? Had he really just been called sir by a human? Not tin man or robot or hey you or just what he was usually used to in this city, being completely ignored?

Rabbit appeared confused for the briefest of moments, optics brightening and wide, nearly about to correct the man and tell him that, no, he wasn't a sir, he was a robot, what is wrong with you, but a quick look to Alyss seemed to make the connection in his head. That was just the way people acted here in this place. It was...different. Absolutely different, but not terrible. Rabbit had just been simply surprised at the lack of mention towards his nature.

But being Rabbit, he shook off the shock quickly, grinning wide, his posture straightening significantly, some smugly proud gleam in his expression. "We'd like a pitcher o' water for th' table." A beat. "Please."

His attention went to Alyss. "Whatcha' w-want, doll? My treat."

Alyss tapped her chin lightly, trying to remember what she knew she did like from the last few times she had come by. She didn't make the trip to come to the place very often, really, but she enjoyed everything she had eaten those few times.

"I think I'd like the sampler platter, actually," she'd gotten it once, and it had small portions of different things on it. All together it made a rather lovely meal. The waiter smiled, knowing what she ment with a nod.

"The water will be out first. Anything else?" tapping his chest with a small bowing of his head, "Also while here, either of you two need anything during, ask for Phillipe, yes?

"Just get the attention of anyone else and I will be right over."

Rabbit grinned back at the man, giving his copper head a clicking shake of his head. "Nope! Should be g-good for now. Thanks!" And whenever Phillipe should wander off to retrieve a pitcher of water and a pair of glasses for his guests, the robot turned to the woman at his side, attention focused right back on Alyss.

"Geez, t-that was weird. Ain't ever been addressed so politely in t-this city before. They always so nice 'round these parts?"

"They are, actually," resting a hand over Rabbit's for the moment, "I was actually taken on a tour of this place when I first found it. An older woman, I think she owns it, actually," looking rather thoughtful-

Alyss simply smiled, then.

"I don't know why they are, but it's... nice," they didn't once look at her funny when she asked things anyone should know. Didn't rolls their eyes, or anything.

"I ain't complainin'! It's r-real nice." The 'bot squeezed her knee again, his other hand under hers on the table top. Despite their mismatched-ness and how strongly the rest of the population of the city seemed to react to the pair, the fleeting looks directed in Alyss and Rabbit's direction within the establishment were anything but unkind. Curious, perhaps, but that was only to be expected with their close affection together.

A gentle caress of her hand. "We'll hafta come back more often. Maybe b-b-bring my brothers along. Th'Spine would like this kinda place."

Edited 2013-02-04 21:40 (UTC)

Alyss was quiet for a moment, the older man having been true to his word and didn't take very long to set down a large pitcher of water, along with two glasses. A reminder that the food would be out soon, and then once more leaving them with a bow.

"I think that would be a wonderful idea," and she did want to come by more often than she had been, "Make it a sort of pleasent surprise, compared to the rest of the place."

A steamy snort at that, copper fingers curling against hers, a worrying twitch at his mouth. "Be a lot better experience than h-his last last two introductions t' th' city." When The Spine had first appeared and was immediately swarmed by those seeking to dismantle him and the second time when, well, they had nearly succeeded.

Rabbit wasn't at all bitter and irritated and completely put off about the whole event. No, not at all.

Another pat to her hand before he was slipping his hand out of her grip, reaching for the pitcher, doing his best to pour them a couple glasses of water without spilling too much. But after that earlier exertion and the calm that Alyss always managed to make him feel, it wasn't too difficult, just a few spilled drops to the tabletop. "Maybe I'll tell Pappy t' look for a new place close t' here. If th' people are so acceptin' an' nice. Then we can visit whenever we want too."

She remembered the state Rabbit and his brothers had come back in that evening. Picking up the fallen and crushed hat once they had gone upstairs, and how long they remained in that room of theirs. Yes, a better experience was needed.

"I think there may be some houses around that have been up for sale," taking one of the glasses once filled, sipping at it. It was only the prices that would have to be worried over. This was near one of the fancier districts, after all- even if there were a few long abandoned places that dotted the area.

And success! Not too bad, Rabbit, not too bad. Down the pitcher went, his fingers wrapping around the glass to chug the cold liquid down, emptying the cup in a matter of seconds which just had hot steam puffing out from his vents in reply.

"I'll l-l-let Pappy know that then." And wasn't it so much like Rabbit to accidentally pick the most expensive district within the city?

"But 'nuff o' them. Ya havin' fun? This th' kinda St. Brigid's ya expected?"

"I am having a lot of fun," Rabbit got a quick little kiss to the cheek, "and far better than I could ever expect."

She ment it.

Not longer after a large plate was set on the table, filled with all kinds of different foods that likely originated from different countries. All freshly made to order, the place priding itself on quality food and service; there was no boasting, only showing. Phillipe bowed with a pleasent 'Enjoy!' before going back to attending other tables.

"You know, I still don't know what half of these things are."

And yet she ate it anyway. They were quite the compatible match now, weren't they?

But if Alyss wasn't sure what was what, Rabbit would just have to step up and educate her, just like he'd been doing since they first met. The robot was quick to point out what he knew. "Those are m-m-moooozzarella sticks, nachos, some kinda tasty bread, I dunno what, but it's good!" What bread wasn't? "An', uh, I think that's some kinda greeny vegetable thing." Blah. "An' lil' m-mini enchiladas! Which are always th' best! Mexican food is a robut's f-fav."

If it smelled good, tasted good, why not eat it? The name of a food didn't matter otherwise.

"Mexican food? One of The Jon mentioned that once, something about.." pausing as she pulled a mozarella stick apart to watch the cheese stretch, "Quesadillas?" wow that was a funny word to say, not even sure if she remembered it right.

Made enough sense to Rabbit!

"Yep, sounds like Th'Jon. We all l-love it, but he's gotta..." His fingers wiggled above the table in the air vaguely, attempting to find the right word. "-certain affinity for quesadillas an' th' like. An' hot dogs. An' ice cream." ... "-An' just 'bout everything h-h-he can stick in his mouth." A creaky shrug of his shoulders, simply content enough in watching the woman at his side pull food apart and enjoy it.

"Kid just l-likes t' eat."

Everything was pulled apart before eating, all into smaller bites that could be eaten with fingers. What were utensils again? She never really had need for them herself, unless it was a butterknife to smear things on toast.

"They'd really like this place then, I'd imagine," so much food. One had asked if there was a mexican resteruant or something in the city, well there was an answer to that now. "You could take a menu home from here to show them."

Why? Why not.

"Shore, s-sounds like somethin' they'd like." Not that Rabbit was really thinking of his younger brothers at all when Alyss was popping treats into her mouth like that so cutely, the 'bot unable to stop himself from snatching one of the slices of bread, ripping off and piece and offering it to the woman. To feed her of course.

Food was great, but it looked a whole lot better when Alyss was eating it instead of him.

Alyss leaned closer, taking that piece from Rabbit's fingers easily enough, tongue brushing along her bottom lip-

"And this is something that I like," whether she ment him feeding her or just being him was anyone's guess; likely a combination of both, though.

"Yeah?" Rabbit leaned in with a devious, sharpening twist to his grin, knees brushing against Alyss', closing some of the distance between them before he was offering the woman another bite. Oh my, getting a little cozy at their table, aren't they?

"Good food? Better company?"

Someone have a little self-control. Eventually. It was almost funny how easily she could just forget there were other people around in moments such as this. Him having her full attention.

"The best company," taking that bite a little slower with a low hum.

Of course Rabbit was watching with a glimmer of approval in his mismatched optics, coyly brushing her lips when the last of the bread disappeared into the woman's mouth, gloved fingertips trailing towards her cheek. What other people? There were other people here? The 'bot had absolutely forgotten just where they were and why and just about everything else.

"....Ya m-make eatin' real interestin', Alice."

"You certainly help with that, Rabbit."

It was so very easy to forge-

Alyss startled a little as a few colorful flowers was set on the table just between her and Rabbit by an older woman; that was a very knowing smile she was wearing as well. Two others behind her, a young man and a young woman, tossing four large handfuls of petals into the air above them, "Gift for the happy couple!" No judgement, just the sort of congratulating tone that was ment.

They were three of the performers from the latest dance troupe to take the floor, if the way they dressed was any indication, and with that they more or less danced off in twirling fabric back to the rest.

... Oh, they were in public. Right. What just happened.

Shit. That hadn't at all been what Rabbit had meant to happen tonight. Absolutely not.

He hissed a brief burst of warm steam in surprise at the gift, the unexpected sweetness that came behind it, but it was easy enough to see that if robots had the ability to blush, he'd be more than a little red at that display and attention the pair had been given.

When the entertainers disappeared back into their troupe, smiling and eager to perform now that their good deed of the day had been done, some cute celebration with a new couple, Rabbit turned a twitchy look to Alyss, a mild frown at his mouth. "S-s-sss-s-sorry, didn't mean t' get all handsy... I'll w-watch it."

Alyss lightly patted Rabbit's hand, still staring off to where the three had vanished amongst the rest, "No need to be sorry-

"What just happened, though?" Because she has never seen something like that happen before, and is now peering a little curiously at the flowers laid down, picking a stray petal from her hair.

"Ehhhhhhhh-" Rabbit allowed his own gaze to follow after the strangers before his shoulders creaked in a shrug, reaching over to brush some of the petals out of Alyss' food. Not that he minded eating strange things, but the woman might not enjoy it so much.

Humans were so picky.

"I dunno. Guess they were j-just being cute at us, sayin' congrats an' all. Didn't seem rude. Just...w-weird."

Don't mind that she's chewing on that petal she picked from her hair then, little nibbly chewing.

"Weird." She shrugged a little after, attention turning back towards Rabbit, "You've some petals on your hat." That had been a lot of petals, jeeze.

...Alyss, you really were something, weren't you?

Rabbit made no move to brush off the flowers that litered his hat and broad shoulders, simply letting them stay where they had settled all over him, the 'bot scooting close enough to keep a hand over Alyss' knee, patting there fondly, but moving his attention back to the performance that was about to begin. No more feeding.

In public, that is. But tomorrow for breakfast back at home? That was a different story.

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