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 Posted: Sun Jun 04, 2006 6:11 am
Welcome to BruneCo. Labs! This is the central building where everyone tends to wander in and out. You can probably find someone here at any hour of the day. This is also Doc's base of operations for upgrades and growth.
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Posted: Sun Jun 04, 2006 2:52 pm
Yvette wondered into the lab with her little basket on her arm she went over to some shiney nobbs and messed with them, "Peaseblossom isn't this place amusing like a little play house!"
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Posted: Sun Jun 04, 2006 5:34 pm
Doc looks unamused. "This is hardly a place to play."
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 5:55 pm
As usual, first entered Zwart and Gwyn through the doors; Zwart waltz over to the desk as if it was nobody's business, and curled up on the papers, while Gwyn simply tottled off to the door, pawing it lightly. A few moments later, Nauticah walked in the front door, her messenger bag slung around her with Daichi kept safely inside the strap pocket.
"Doc left me an e-mail message...wonder what's up?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 6:05 pm
Doc strides out of the lab. "Nauticah, is it?" he asks. "How is Daichi? I have something for him."
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 6:09 pm
Nauticah blushed slightly, not realizing that Doc Albert was even in the room. "Yes... Daichi? Oh, he's right here, he prolly thinks my taste in music is odd."
She gently unlatches the pouch and removes Daichi, placing him in her open palm. "And he probably thinks Darrion's nuts. He met Darrion earlier this week...went over OK, mostly he was upset because technically, Daichi would be my child, and he thought I am too young to be a mother...but neverthematter..."
She held up Daichi and smiled. "Daichi, the Doc has something for you, you excited?"
Nauticah dearly wished she knew what Daichi was thinking.
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 6:14 pm
Doc nods. "Sounds like you had a good week. Well, it's good to see you and if you'll follow me we'll get right to work." He turns and beckons for her to follow him into the lab.
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 6:54 pm
Nauticah, cradling Daichi in her palms, follows Doc Albert with her tail hanging low in bewilderment. Had Doc finally finished Daichi's body? Would he be as she imagined...?
...would Daichi even like her?
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 7:05 pm
 Doc leads Nauticah down a makeshift corridor between towering computer equipment. After a while, it widens into a small cubicle with a child-sized gurney parked in the center. A form on it is covered in a white sheet. Taking Daichi from Nauticah, Doc strides towards the gurney and flings the sheet into the corner. On the platform is a small, tan-skinned boy with blue hair. He is dressed in basically athletic attire and a pair of sneakers. His brown eyes stare blankly at the ceiling.
Doc props him into a sitting position and flips open a panel on the back of his head. "Here we go," he says enthusiastically, and slips the chip into place. Replacing the panel, he exclaims, "Now the magic begins!"
The lights come up behind Daichi's eyes. His body stiffens momentarily against Doc's support as muscle groups come online, only to relax as they identify needs.
"Congratulations," Doc says with a twinkle in his eye. "It's a boy."
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 7:40 pm
She didn't dare move, for she was frozen in surprise... Daichi...had a body. He was a boy, but she knew this, but the simple fact that now he wasn't just a chip in her hand...he looked like a boy. His personality immediately came apparent, as his eyes were bright and he donned a smile on his face once he realized he could.
Nauticah slowly walked over to him, as Daichi moved his legs around the side of the table. She wasn't sure how to react...before Daichi was just a chip, and although she didn't treat him as a chip, he still couldn't really react to much of what she was saying aside from occasionally blinking. Slowly, her hand reached for his cheek...was this her Daichi?
Daichi turned, smiling brightly at her as he did. He found it slightly odd this woman who he wasn't entirely sure who she was yet was silently crying as she rubbed his cheek. That was, until she spoke.
"Daichi...?" She said, her voice almost gone from all the emotions welling up inside her. Daichi then realized the woman who he was staring at was the same slightly crazy but kind woman he had regarded as his mother while he was still a chip.
"Mother!" He replied, his voice young and slightly gravelly sounding, but the cute typical young childlike voice Nauticah had hoped for. He leapt from the table and tossed his arms around her waist. Nauticah broke down, now outright crying as she bent down and picked him up. "Mother...why are you crying?"
"B-be-because, D-Daichi... I'm happy...these are happy tears...okay hun?" She replied. Nauticah's sobbing had caught the attention of the sensitive ears of Zwart and Gwyn, who immediately pushed their way into the lab, and raced to their owner. They wasn't expecting a four-year old boy to be the source of why Nauticah was so emotional. Zwart and Gwyn both stared, but much to anyone's surprise, Zwart figured out what had happened before Gwyn did.
"I think that kid is Daichi." Zwart said, cocking his head slightly. "Cute kid."
Gwyn's eyes went wide, he realized that what Zwart had said was not only true, but indeed it came from Zwart's mouth, not his own. "Yes...it apparently is our young master Daichi, but no longer is he a microchip."
Nauticah thanked Doc with her hoarse voice, and walked out of the laboratory with Daichi in her arms, his legs around her waist. The two were busily talking about what Daichi would like to do, and a bit about how she took care of him as a chipling.
"Darrion's gonna think this is bloody nuts, y'know?" Zwart muttered as he walked out of the lab, a few minutes behind his owner.
"Hopefully not, becauce I wouldn't want to see Madame Nauticah to sob because she is saddened."
"Sob? She's cry a'ight, but then she'd come after 'im with the wrath of a mother...ice whip and all."
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 10:56 am
Yvette walked in with her little basket that still had the chip inside with it's toga/dress thingie on, it was still the floral design, "Hello Doc... I need to talk to you about peaseblossom. She's sick.. DEATHLY ILL COME QUICKLY"
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 11:08 am
Doc strides calmly out of the lab. "Adoma is in no way ill, Yvette," he states. "Sickness is not in her programming. Unless you've been illegaly hooking her up to networks, she is not sick."
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 11:09 am
Doc Albert Doc strides calmly out of the lab. "Adoma is in no way ill, Yvette," he states. "Sickness is not in her programming. Unless you've been illegaly hooking her up to networks, she is not sick."
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 11:14 am
Doc frowns momentarily and wiggles out of Yvette's grasp. "I had a feeling you would. Don't worry, I have it all ready. Come right this way..." he turns and heads back into the lab. In the doorway, he pauses and looks back at her. "And don't touch anything."
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 11:16 am
Doc Albert Doc frowns momentarily and wiggles out of Yvette's grasp. "I had a feeling you would. Don't worry, I have it all ready. Come right this way..." he turns and heads back into the lab. In the doorway, he pauses and looks back at her. "And don't touch anything."
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