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 Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2006 10:54 am
"Huh...then maybe using them separately is the problem." Natalia wasn't sure what to say or do. This wasn't her kind of problem. Normally she could fix just about anything but whenever the force got involved in something she tended to be rather helpless.
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2006 11:04 am
With a sigh Bob says, " well, niether of us know what to do, so what say we go and bugger the jedi about it? if they refuse to acknowledge us, we can keep bugging, if they try to arrest us for having lightsaber technology, we can sue them for wrongful prosecution, and if they help us, well....lucky us."
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2006 12:29 pm
Natalia did not enjoy the idea of further dealings with the Jedi a but she nodded all the same. Curiosity was the bane of her existence.
"Alright, and they cant sue us. They didn't get a paten on the plans." Natalia said matter of factly, if they had she would have had a copy already since all paten submission forms were available to the public.
((Tony stark did the same thing with the iron man suit design to keep people from making there own and then couldn't do a damn thing legally once they got the plans a different way))
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2006 12:33 pm
((really? huh...and here I thought it was just too damn expensive for anyone else to make em..... sweatdrop
oh, and the idea behind the door is that, in the mental realm it's creators (bob and natalia) would have Q-like powers...'cause it's thiers.))
As Bob thinks, the words appear over his head, connected by a thin strand of whispy stuff now then, how to get out of this mental realm? perhaps a door? lets see.....come forth door! Bob nods, then calls off the projection before waving his hand in the air, calling up a simple door, " now then, lets go back to reality, shall we?" and with that, Bob stepped through the door, and his real body, which had been still for the duration of thier shared dream snapped awake.
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2006 12:39 pm
((nope, the government and some villains made rip offs so he had to go and wreck them. Hawkeye was pissed at him for like a month because of it. he was very fond of his purple amour))
Natalia stood alone in a mental landscape very different form the one that had been a joint effort before she too snapped awake. She blinked twice the moved to stand up and stretch. Sitting in one place for to long was never a comfortable thing.
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2006 1:19 pm
After getting up and streatching out for a bit, Bob gathered up his work in progress and looked to Natalia, " so, ready to go bother the old coots?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 12:32 pm
"Sure thing." Natalia said as she rubbed her eyes. She wasn't looking forward to it but there was no point in hesitating since she intended to go.
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 5:36 pm
After nodding, Bob offered Natalia a hand up and (weather she took it or not) walked over to Natalia's speeder, taking his time to open the door for Natalia and help her in before moving over to the passenger side, hopping in, and buckling up. From there he said, with as much enthusiasm as he could muster, " To the Temple!"
((let's move to the temple thread starting at your next post then, okay?))
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 4:11 pm
((Sure thing))
Natalia accepted Bobs hand and walked out to the speeder, not bothering to frown at his antics. She just accepted his behavior as polite and stopped worry about why he acted like that.
A quick security check that registered only a single hack attempt latter the speeder was pulling out into the eternally hectic traffic of the city.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 11:58 am
Whitchard Natalia's surprise that her idea worked was quickly submerged as she began doing calculations. After a second she reached a decision and nodded once to herself. "Don't worry about keeping it all, concentrate on the basics and...I'll help with the rest. I've never had to teach driving before but I suppose its a skill you'll need." Reflecting on it she probably should have thought of it sooner on her own. If Bob was going to work on Coruscant he would need to know how to pilot a personal vehicle and how to utilize the public transit system. Bob nods and motions to the door of the apartment, "so, back to work on the bee then?" After saying this, Bob unbuckled himself and climbed out of the vehicle, thinking as he went. hmm....that was interesting....perhaps I could teach her the mental interface in the same way...perhaps a slower transffer, gradual in it's application would last....
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 12:14 pm
"That sounds fine." Natalia stayed in the speeder a few moments longer as she reorganized the glove box. Despite her best efforts it tended to get disorganized every few weeks or so. Given that she only reached into it when she was in a hurry it wasn't unreasonable but it still annoyed her a little.
She looked up startled when she felt the connection suddenly decrease in strength and clarity but didn't say anything. She had become somewhat accustomed to the sensation of an extra set of emotions and occasionally thoughts during there prolonged period of proximity. Something in her tried to reach out and reestablish the stronger bond but she blocked it. Frowning with confusion she looked toward the door Bob had just exited the garage through then shook her feelings off.
It was silly and strange to want to continue in such a manner. After all the reason she was consenting to see the Jedi was her desire to have it stopped and a little bit of curiosity. When she felt as sudden pang of questioning mixed with loneliness and insecurity she forced the entire line of thought away. With practiced ease she locked her feelings away deep inside her mind for latter study or to let rot away.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 12:29 pm
As he felt the connection waver, Bob blinked. perhaps using it in such a way taxes the link....it would be unwise to tax it any more so then, I rather like the ability to communicate in thoughts and concepts instead of just words....in any case, we should probably get to work on the ship...so many new ideas for it....
After making his decision, Bob headed into the garage and to his ship. Once there he began gathering up his tools and waiting for Natalia.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 12:35 pm
((got to go))
Natalia came in after a few minutes carrying a few bottles of water and food bars. She'd already eaten two but figured it was prudent idea to bring a few provisions into the garage since both of them were space cases. Without anything in the way of a comment she put them down on an empty work bench then began getting her tools in order.
"Shall we?" She said looking to Bob before she took a step toward his ship.
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 9:32 am
Bob nodded and replied with, "lets." After which he moved over to the ship and began tinkering with the mental interface...now that I have access to better resources, I should be able to make a better one of these...or at least prettier looking....lets see now, how did I hook this thing in again? oh right....the headphone's connected to the neck zone, the neck zone's connected to the cables, and here's the plug....
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 12:42 pm
Natalia dove back into what she had been doing, replacing wires and circuits without getting any closer to the engine then she absolutely had to. It was one of the longest and more boring parts of repairing anything but that didn't bother her. Routine made her feel secure and comfortable and this bit of work was little else.
"Hey Bob, dose this thing have an IA core?" She asked after untangling a particularly nasty snarl of wires. The ship was full of redundancies and strange hybrids of what looked like kitchen appliances and ship parts. For all she knew she could be looking directly at one but couldnt identify it.
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