Nexus, Black Dog, New Pet
Mal: *pounces on Scattershot's foot as he comes in* Hey, come over here and see what I've got!
Scattershot: *Trying to be good, will NOT "Yeep!" and run.... though he dearly wants to...* I'm almost afraid to ask...
Mal: The spider's just fuzz covered wire, and he's not what I'm showing you anyway, c'mon. *scoots toward the bonsai mountain*
Scattershot: *hesitantly follows*
Mal: *over she goes to where the pink Divacon is tied to his chair with a cookie stuffed in his mouth* See?
Scattershot: ... *and now he's cracking up*
DivaShot: *Muffled cry for help*
Mal: ^_^ I caught him all by myself. *fiddles with a ribbon on DivaShot's skirt*
Scattershot: *Snapping an image to send to Mistfire* *Cackles at the pathetic look on the Divacon's face*
DivaShot: *Wibbling and trying to get free so he can run away*
Mal: I think I'm gonna keep him. *up to stand on the little pink mech's lap so that she can try and get him to have a bite of the cookie*
Scattershot: Someone like that's gonna be fussy about being clean....
Mal: He can do that himself. *wiggles the cookie* Eat, stupid.
DivaShot: *Doesn't want to get sick! Has already eaten five cookies*
Mal: *takes the cookie back and frowns up at him* Now what? *perk* More tea!
DivaShot: *Wibbles and tries to wiggle enough that he can get his hands free*
Scattershot: Suck it up, mech... You were caught by a 'Con, fair and square. Besides, it could be so much worse. *Tips his head in the direction of excited Eclipse-chatter*
DivaShot: *Just went a bit pale at the slight explosion the chatty femme just pointed out*
Mal: Ooooo, Nem mixed that one good! *optic band bright with her smile as she stands with one small hand hooked on the collar of DivaShot's dress* I bet that dork winds up backfiring hard enough to rattle his plating.
DivaShot: *Wants away, plz*
Scattershot: *Doorwings up as he realizes the Eclipse is of his own tech, and that her companion is actually the WakeJumper he knows* I wonder if Docbot knows the kid is here?
Mal: He playing hooky? *curious and interested. Ignoring her captive for the moment*
Scattershot: Nooo idea... *remembers why he's here, will go get cookies for Mistfire, Rumrunner, and Wheelie now*
Mal: *watches him go, then looks up at the mech she's standing on* I'm gonna keep you forever. And call you George. Don't expect any of that hugging and squishing slag, though.
DivaShot: ... *Wibble*
Mal: *scrambles up to sit on his shoulders and puts a hand to each side of his head* *cheerily* This won't hurt now. Maybe later.
DivaShot: ... *Going to try and get away again!*
headMal: -Hey, loser! You can NEVER get away!- *laugh of delight*
DivaShot: .... *SHRIEK*
Mal: *knocks on his head* Stop that. *then takes his hat and tries it on herself* *head vanishes*
Scattershot: O.o;; And I thought I was high strung... *Gone!*
DivaShot: *having a bit of a breakdown now*
Mal: *from under the cute little pink mini top hat* Hey, Mutt! How do I look?
mWakeJumper: *Looks over from serving customers* *Snerk* I'd get a smaller size, but the pink doesn't look too bad on you.
Mal: *pushes the hat up and tips it over to intently inspect the lining*
headMal: -Wow, this is shiny.-
DivaShot: *shaking and babbling in a panic now*
mWakeJumper: //Hey, Mal? Ask the spastic one where he got it. That'll either calm him down, or throw him for a loop.// *back to work!*
headMal: -Hey, where'd you get this? Oh wow, the ribbon's shiny too. ...This isn't a real bird, right?-
DivaShot: *Thrown for a loop, but focuses on talking fashion* I-I got it at Miss Colorsplash's Millnery... She does custom work...
Mal: *fingering the ribbon* Is it supposed to be so much littler than your head? *pops it back over her own*
DivaShot: That's what's fashionable right now....
Mal: *muffled* Really? In your reality, you mean?
DivaShot: Yeah... Miss Colorsplash likes to bring old designs from eras gone by and modernize them....
Mal: *looks out from under the hat again* //Hey, Vi. Where's that 'Lolita' magazine you were cackling about the other day?//
Vi: //Lemme wrangle it from Showtime....//
Mal: //Tell her I have a new pet one.//
Vi: //...Did you infect one?// *Sounds impressed*
Mal: //Screamer guy, dude. The one you recorded me chasing with Spidey.//
Vi: //...// *Cackle*
tShowtime: *slips into the bar and beelines for Mal*
Mal: *grins and drops dShot's hat in his lap, then hugs his head as she sits there on his shoulders* See? My own pet lolita!
tShowtime: *blinkblink* That's a DivaCon.... *soft 'heh'* What are you going to feed him?
DivaShot: *looking a bit more brain-broken, since the little tiny thing sounds like Miss Colorsplash*
Mal: I already fed him a lot of cookies and tea. *looks down* His last cookie's on his lap.
tShowtime: Heh... Well, make sure Vern says it's okay to keep him...
Mal: *looks over toward Rhinox* *snigger* He says to keep him out of his way.
tShowtime: Okay. ^_^ *Will head back to her garden*
Mal: Hey, I need to borrow that lolita magazine of yours.
tShowtime: Oh, Vi has it now...
Vi: *Speak of the devil and she shall appear!*
Mal: *bounces* Here, show it to George.
Vi: *Will proceed to do so*
DivaShot: *squeee!*
Mal: //Okay, quick, while he's distracted untie him and grab his hat, and then I'll lead him to that extra room next to Showtime's. Oh, and grab Spidey too.//
Vi: *strikes without warning, is soon zipping off towards the extra room, Spidey and hat in tow*
DivaShot: *Squawk of protest!* Hey!!!
headMal: -You still have the magazine.-
DivaShot: But my hat...
Mal: Bring the book and come on this way. *rocks in the direction she wants him to go*
DivaShot: *Sulking a bit, but will move* Don't scratch my finish....
Mal: Thrrpt. Just get off your butt and walk, George. Oh, and save that cookie.
DivaShot: *will sulk a bit more and rustle his wings as he carries Mal, the magazine, and the cookie*
Mal: *very satisfied with the success of this first training and getting to know you session*
((Co-written with random_xtras))