Second Transmission

[nihility]

[action - everywhere there is to be an action, all day]


[Guess who drank the milk this morning, Robot House? And guess who's now as high as a kite?



Lucky for all of you she doesn't have her Interface powers back, otherwise....]


Eeeee...! Mama-Lady, Papa-man, everyone, the milk is no niiiice! Eheeehheeee don't be afraiiiid...


Wait wait why...are there...flowers on your head? Ehehehehe....



[phone - evening]


[There is suddenly an ear-piercing shriek over the phone lines. Have you ever heard a Humanoid Interface scream, Mayfield? It's not pleasant. It sounds more like a combination of a dying cat, bad violin playing, and a dog whistle thrown into one horrible package. Something like that shouldn't be coming out of a "teenage girl"'s mouth.]

Comments

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Uh, Kuyou... Hi...

(Okay, what is she doing?)

[nihility]

[She is going to give him a hug, that's what she's doing. Careful that her huge mass of hair doesn't work the momentum wrong.]

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Oh, um... Uh... It's nice to see you too?

[And he'll give her a somewhat unsure-ish hug in return...]

(... What am I even doing here?)