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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 11, 2015 20:14:53 GMT -7
("massive" at just over five feet tall [fun fact, if robo was real id be a half in taller than him!]) (What from? :0 )
"Gah!" Robo shouted, startled. He'd turned his attention back to the bottle of rubbing alcohol out of boredom, reading all the labels on it. Having been studying it, he hadn't noticed Claire come in and was as startled by her shout as she was by the sight of him. "Um, hi?" It was meant to be a greeting, but it came out more of a question. He waved a little bit. Oh yes, Murphy's Law indeed. He'd jinxed himself just by thinking about it.
(why does my phone suggest hasn't when i type hadnt)
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Jun 11, 2015 20:23:43 GMT -7
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Post by Daredevil on Jun 11, 2015 20:23:43 GMT -7
(I meant massive as in just generally large. Cause you said he's five hundred pounds cx )
The doctor stared at the robot with wide, shocked eyes, and then slowly looked back over to the blind man sitting behind her. He had a relaxed but knowing smirk on his face, and was sitting with his legs crossed. Claire wondered to herself why she was so attractive to such a smug man like Matt. "Ah, is, this, the robot you were talking about?" She asked, pointing towards Robo. The blind man nodded, and simply said, "Claire, meet Robo."
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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 11, 2015 20:31:13 GMT -7
(OH MY GOD HAVE YOU SEEN THE ZOOTOPIA TRAILER YET AAAAAA)
Meanwhile, Robo shuffled his feet awkwardly and gave a slight "ahem". "I'm confused. Should I be pretending to be a nonsentient servant right now or...? Oh wait, nevermind." He facepalmed and offered a hand to shake instead. Introductions, his favorite... "Hi, my name is Atomic Robo- last name Tesla but just call me Robo- and I'm a robot. Clearly. Nice to meet you Miss...?"
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Jun 11, 2015 21:07:16 GMT -7
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Post by Daredevil on Jun 11, 2015 21:07:16 GMT -7
(Noooo not yet) (I'm so exhausted tho I'm gonna go to bed real soon)
Though Claire was still dumbfounded, she managed to extend her hand to the robot's and gave it a firm shake. "Claire," she greeted, a puzzled but slightly amused look on her face. She had never seen a robot this human before, in its movements and mannerisms and speech patterns. He was remarkable to her. "Ah, um, nice to make your acquaintance." She shot the still grinning Matt a glare, before saying, "I'm not going to ask how you two met. I'm sure it's a long story." She squeezed past the robot to get to the main part of the kitchen, and then began her search for the scissors. "So," she began, drawing out the word, "Robo. What brings you to Hell's Kitchen? The scenery?" She smirked at her own joke.
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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 11, 2015 21:13:52 GMT -7
"Surprisingly no," Robo responded amicably. He liked to think he could slip right into a friendly conversation like a glove, continuing like nothing was odd about it. "More like a dimensional wormhole. You know, normal stuff for a robot." He said, the dry tone once more emerging. "I've had a nice evening, how about you? I got to meet this Hell's resident Devil tonight." This jab was directly aimed at Matt, and he made it clear though he remained deadpan- not that that was hard, considering his face was completely blank, but like with conversations, he liked to think he could keep a straight 'face'.
(Ah, okay! Don't keel over from exhaustion [ive done that not fun])
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Jun 12, 2015 19:20:01 GMT -7
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Post by Daredevil on Jun 12, 2015 19:20:01 GMT -7
(So sorry I'm just now getting back to you. It's been a very long day, and I just got to the hotel.)
The woman hesitated briefly at the robot's comment, before stuttering, "Oh--that's um, interesting." Her tone returned from confused to bewildered again after she decided not to pry further into it. "And my day's been busy. Work was hectic, as usual. I work in a hospital," Claire added, for Robo's sake. "And it's not getting any better because I have to babysit Mr. Daredevil over here." She walked over to him with the scissors, and after rubbing the blades down with disinfectant, she leaned over Matt and started to snip the stitches apart. Though the blind man had a pained expression as he tried to remain still, he still spoke. "Come on, you two," he grumbled in a good-natured way, smirking a bit at both the doctor and Robo. "Only one of you is allowed to be snarky with me."
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Jun 12, 2015 19:24:39 GMT -7
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Post by Daredevil on Jun 12, 2015 19:24:39 GMT -7
(and I am NOT an Internet hobo) (You're abusing your mod priveliges >:/ *shakes fist )
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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 12, 2015 19:38:11 GMT -7
(u can change that any time u like- and its god powers, not mod. ur a mod, btw)
"Daredevil, huh?" Robo asked, sounding mildly surprised though it wasn't possible to tell from his expression- which was still none. He pointedly ignored Matt's comment. "That's so much better than 'the Devil of Hell's Kitchen'." He made sure to include air quotes here. "Seriously, it makes you sound like an evil chef. Do either of you have a computer I could use?" He added spontaneously. Looked like the radiation person had messed with his head without him even noticing it- all his communications and even GPS systems were fritzing out. The rest of him seemed to be in working order though, with nothing crucial down. He had a few things he wanted to check, anyway. Not like they knew he was able to place calls in his head anyway, so it wouldn't be too hard for them to believe he would need a computer.
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Jun 12, 2015 19:53:20 GMT -7
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Post by Daredevil on Jun 12, 2015 19:53:20 GMT -7
The lawyer snorted at Robo's comment. "Really? An evil chef?" He asked, chuckling. He flinched as one of the snips cut a little too close to his skin before answering his request, though. "And you can borrow my laptop. It's in my briefcase." Matt nodded towards the front door of his apartment, and his plain briefcase sat on the floor under a coat hanger. Meanwhile, Claire was almost finished cutting up the old stitches. When she finally completed the job, she pulled out a pair of tweezers and started to pull the bloody things out of the blind man's skin. "While you're up," she began, glancing over at the robot, "Could you get him something to drink from the fridge? He's gonna need some relief in a second, and I don't have any Advil."
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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 12, 2015 20:11:08 GMT -7
"Yes, really," Robo retorted passingly. "Do you know how cliche villain that sounds?" However, in response to Claire Robo nodded. He wasn't used to this- he was used to punching Nazi robots and throwing cars at giant bugs- but he was a guest, so he'd do what he was asked to. If he was honest, it surprised him a little bit that Claire and Matt hadn't questioned his request to use a laptop, since most people who first met him assumed he was hooked up to all the latest technology and was able to access it anywhere. It wasn't something he was keen on dealing with though, so it was all well and good that they didn't. No, what he was more surprised about was how well Claire handled his presence. Her reaction, or lack thereof, was incredible, given the circumstances.
Forgetting it for the moment, he moved to the kitchen in the direction of the fridge first and pulled it open, tilting his head at the assortment of food inside of it. He never really thought about fridges before. Cold, stored food. Very human. Ah, there. Would water do? He was assuming water would be okay. He plucked a bottle off a shelf and shut the fridge, putting said bottle on the table as he passed by and nabbing the briefcase. Robo didn't know if any of the furniture in here could hold his weight, so he settled for a seat on the floor and popped it open, carefully lifting the sleek computer that, color-wise, almost matched the metal he himself was made of. "Thanks, by the way," he added politely, and cracked it open. The screen lit up instantly, and he was happy to note that the trackpad responded to his fingers, unlike a touchscreen. The first thing he did was click open a tab of internet, but stopped when he noticed the date.
It was 2015.
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