Briareos's Lab - Briar and Dara - PUI

[Igeekykitty]

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"Regret..." he murmured unsure what Brair was getting at.

But then it was made clear as Tink rambled on and on about atoms and elements. It was astounding how much the little hand made creature knew. Though her assumption wasn't wrong, the fact that she missed the 'living' portion of his words. Perhaps Dara didn't explain it too well and gave a soft pleading look to the creatures creator.

Which he did offer up a question to distract the girl's attention from poor Dara to gave a mental sigh of relief. He was horrible with that sort of stuff but not the mechanic parts of the sciences. More so he saw them as puzzles that need creating; perhaps it was just the way he was because of what he was.

"Gold...you made her from gold," he exclaimed shocked by the knowledge that such a fragile and precious metal was used for her. "...never used gold before..." he murmured thoughtfully to himself.

Deciding he wanted to sit down, Daradin took his place next to Brair, however a comfortable place between them as he didn't want to make this potential friend nervous of his demonic presence.

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↔ Briareos Martin James ↔

. . .I see the world through a looking glass. . .

Looking up a glint could be seen in Briar's eyes as he trained his calculating studious gaze upon Dara, "Yes i used gold, but like with all the materials i use, i strenghtened it and gave it new and better qualities that make it more suitable for my line of tinkering" he said simply, though the self control he employed to keep himself calm when talking about his work and how he done it was evident.

As for Tink she simply stopped, watching the two big people and smiled at her masters words, "Gold gives Tink that softer more delicate edge, though trying to break her. . .you would break your hands first, or any tool you tried to use" Briar added as Tink twirled like a small ballet dancer on Dara's shoulder upon which she had decided to stand.

Taking a moment Briar studied Dara, letting for a rare moment, his reservations about looking at people go free, ignoring completely now the fact that a thin but visible line of eye liner could be seen about his eye, taking a moment before he spoke again, he frowned gently as he spoke, "Your Demon arnt you?" he said softly, before the frown eased and a small almost sultry smirk played across the mechanik's lips, "I only ask because the energy coming from you is playing havoc with my lines" he explained with a chuckle.

At this Tink openly gaped, she knew master could be forward, but still. . .he did always manage to surprise her with new things all the time, sitting back down she crossed her legs on the man's shoulder and simply drunk in the conversation, learning every second from what was happening.

. . .I so Desperately want to fall through. . .

 

[Igeekykitty]

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Sitting down now with the shoulder Tink resided on between then both Dara and Brair could now watch her unrestricted. She was fun to watch as the creator explained further about what she was made of and how strong she was. Smiling softly Dara looked up at Brair.

"It's a good think I would never dream of breaking her," he said softly, seeing this close now the dark lines of charcoal black eyeliner on the man he shared with a bench with. It really brought out his stormy blue eyes, they were very pretty. With the man looking to he ground or anywhere but him it was hard to see his eyes, but right then he could. And Dara was glad that he had to chance to see those eyes. Realizing he was staring a little, Daradin glanced away, trying not to blush.

When Brair asked what he was Dara returned his gaze. Reaching up a hand he ran his fingers over the smooth ivory of his horn, and nodded. "I am...though I don't understand what my energy has to do with your...umm...lines...whatever lines mean."

At Tink's reaction to her creator's words, she wasn't sure exactly what it was supposed to mean. Was it a personal thing? The only think Daradin could think of when Brair mentioned lines, was his accenting eyeliner, but that was far from being played with.

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↔ Briareos Martin James ↔

. . .I see the world through a looking glass. . .

"Yes my lines. . .you needn't look so shocked madam" he chuckled softly as he extended a hand to Tink, the delicate dancer jumping clear of Dara's shoulder and into her masters palm, twirling on the spot her copper strand hair flowing around her, gliding gently to a stop she smiled and curtseyed to Dara as Briar lowered her down onto his leg where she proceeded to climb into her pocket. "Good night Master, good night Daradin, i do hope to see you again" she said gently as she slipped into the pocket and pulled the flap closed over her.

Waiting for Tink to settle in his pocket he turned back to Dara, his hands resting on his knees, drawing his legs up he crossed them underneath him on the bench, his eyes back to their usual downward glance. "By lines i mean my Aracnic lines, a flow of power specific only to my race, my race being Mechanik" he offered his voice becoming alittle stronger as he spoke.

. . .I so Desperately want to fall through. . .

 

[Igeekykitty]

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Chuckling with the both of them, he just gently smiled as Tink leaped from his shoulder to Briar's waiting hand. She was an agile little thing for certain, reminding Dara even more of the little pixies he seen in books. But as she climbed and bid him good night he nodded.

"Good night Tink...hope to see you again too," he murmured, not sure if Briar would allow such a thing if he didn't like him.

It was once the little clock-work girl was in place that Briareos indulged him with some more knowledge about what he was and what he was talking about. Though some of it sounded familair, like the Mechanik race which he had read about a while ago. It still left a lot for Daradin to comprehend and still a lot if it confusing, which was clear on his questions face. But as Briar was glancing at the ground again, and not looking at him, Dara scratched his head in thought.

"...I guess I sort of get it...I remember reading that the Mechaniks are the closest race like us demon mecha-mages, though plenty of differences as well. I don't understand a lot of it though, so I'd be happy to listen to whatever else you can tell me about you and your kind," he said with a smile, offering up pleasant simple conversation hoping Briar would oblige. Dara liked this new man, he was intelligent, a master at his work, and being they were similar in their sources of expertize, they had some things in common.

"If you want that is...if you don't want to talk about it, that's fine..." he mumbled after thinking that Briar may not have wanted to bring up such details. The academy brought people from many different backgrounds after all.

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↔ Briareos Martin James ↔

. . .I see the world through a looking glass. . .

"No its fine. . .the challenge im presented with however, is to try and condense my history and that of my races into something that does not take us all night to talk about" he said with a chuckle, smoothing a hand through his chocolate brown fringe he toyed with the simple gold hair band that held the braid in place.

Taking a moment he mentally ordered all his thoughts and knowledge on the race and himself before speaking once again, "Mechanik's. . .we are very similar to demon mecha-mages in as much as we are about as an obscure a breed as any, born with the logical mind, we are naturally built to solve problems, we have a mind that thinks in problems and solutions, we think in parts and increments, though it is a fallacy to think we are incapable of simpler thinking in any other way, its a natural thing for us" taking a moment he frowned gently, chewing gently on his bottom lip and he thought how best to continue, "We tend to take things that already exist and make them better, combine things that have separate purposes, create brand new things to fill purposes we deem needed to fill, or like Tink, we create things simply because they need to be created, regardless of whether the have a born purpose or not"

Smoothing a hand over his waistcoat he checked that Tink was tucked up nicely in the hanky that she used as a cover, smiling softly as he looked upon the sleeping clock work women "Some of use specialise in life creations, like Tink and Birdie, others specialise in weapons, machines of war, others like my father specialised in work mens tools, creating robotic workers that done menial tasks like forming sheet metal into plates for cars and other things like that, my mother was a transport specialist she in fact helped build the first cars, though humans will always take the credit" he laughed properly then, unlike his quiet reserved chuckle, this laugh was a deep husky laugh the resonated from his stomach.

. . .I so Desperately want to fall through. . .

 

[Igeekykitty]

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All the while as Briareos spoke, Dara was listening intently. Drinking it all in the best he could with what his new acquaintance was trying to explain. It is hard to put one's family history in just a few words. He had done it on one or two occasions so Dara didn't press for further detail. Rather the demon smiled gently as he watched Briar speak and fiddle with his hair band.

"That's some impressive family linage and accomplishments you have," he spoke in an admiring tone. "I'm impress to say the least, and I hope I'm not being too forward when I say ask this..." Daradin murmured as he stared at his hands in his lap. "...I'd really like to see your lap some time....if you let me that is...or just see more of your work..."

It was probably the most forward Dara had been in some time. Since Barith at least...and that had been a while and it still hurt to think about but he couldn't hid all the time. And with Briar they had things in common and similar goals. He wanted to be a bit more out there in the hope that they'd become friends.

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↔ Briareos Martin James ↔

. . .I see the world through a looking glass. . .

Listening as Dara spoke he looked up a blush colouring his cheeks as he stuttered alittle "M-m-my Lab"

Quickly hiding his face behind his fringe, bowing his head gently Briar took a deep breath before composing himself, placing his cool hands over his now red cheeks she smiled into the heels of his palms before drawing his head up again, "I have a few things to collect in town still. . .it will be dark by the time we get back to the academy. . ." waving his arms around alittle Briar stumbled over his thoughts.

He had not let anyone in his lab since he had been at the academy, and he had been there a fair while, hiding away so no one knew he was there, there was no real reason to say no. . .he realised suddenly with a chuckle that he felt like a teenage boy that was letting someone in his bedroom for the very first time, "But it shouldn't be a problem, i need to Tinker with Tinks power supply anyway" he said finally, smiling softly as he looked up at Dara.

. . .I so Desperately want to fall through. . .

 

[Igeekykitty]

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Never looking up, he never saw the blush on Briar's face. The stuttering though was a clue that it had been a question that surprised the mechanik. Still looking into his lap and hands, Dara blushed himself a little but never looked up. Only glancing Briar's way when he mentioned errands he had to run.

Reasons for him to decline Dara from seeing his lab. Feeling a bit dejected he parted his lips to apologize for being so forward and putting Briar in an awkward situation. But then the man chuckled and with a smile spoke once more.

"Really?!" practically beamed Dara, eyes wide as saucers and a wide grin on his face to the point it showed his pointy little fangs. "I won't get in the way promise, and I'll help you with the errands if you like. I just hope I'm not inconveniencing you..."

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↔ Briareos Martin James ↔

. . .I see the world through a looking glass. . .

Laughing softly as he stood from the bench, unfurling his legs from underneath him he lazily reached up pulling the band from the lower half of his hair and teased the braid out with sure quick fingers, the now free flowing chocolate locks tumbling about his shoulders tangling with the headphones that sat like a necklace about his throat.

"Its no inconvinence, a surprise is all, people dont really . . .ever come to my lab" he said quietly, waiting for Dara so that they might go into the town properly and collect his materials.

. . .I so Desperately want to fall through. . .

 

[Igeekykitty]

Ðдɼдđϊη Ғʅøɼɀ∮

Seeing as Briar was standing, the young demon mage was quick to take the cue and stand as well. Busying himself with brushing off any dirt and dust from his teal colored jacket adorned in his precious keys. Once in a while they would jingle together creating a pleasant chime.

Hearing about the mechanik's lap, he tilted his head slightly. "Do you not let people see it? Or do most people not ask?" he asked softly curious on the answer. "If you like we can talk and walk at the same time if its convenient for you, I'm sure you'd like to get your errands done."

If Briar did not often let people see his lap, or work space Daradin wasn't surprised. He didn't commonly let people see his work space either. It was just something special to him and it was his space that he could go to and not be disturbed. But Dara was glad that Briar was showing him, and he was certain to give it back in kind.

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↔ Briareos Martin James ↔

. . .I see the world through a looking glass. . .

"It's not so much of either, it just. . .it is simply something that does not happen" he sated evenly gesticulating as he spoke.

Walking back towards the town his hair fell back over his eyes and he made no move to stop it, happily returning to his constant downward glance of the world, his thunder blue eyes examining the pavement as they walked until he felt his feet touch cobbled path he flicked his eyes up then, "I need to collect some sheet metal and a few things like cogs and gears, a few springs that i can re-spec back at the lab. . .maybe starts at Malestrums?" he spoke both thinking and musing out loud.

. . .I so Desperately want to fall through. . .

 

[Igeekykitty]

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He nodded thoughtfully. "...I can understand that...not many people see where I work either, so I can relate," he said giving a tentative smile, and sideways glance. Noting Briar's downward watch again, Dara looked back ahead again.

Hearing the list that the mechanik had, it was a handful, which made Dara glad he had come along. "Sounds like quiet the carry, I'd be happy to be the second pair of hands to carry anything," he said politely as he offered his help; it was the least Daradin could do. "But Malestrums sounds like a good place to start as any...they usually have most everything we mechanical minds need for our projects."

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↔ Briareos Martin James ↔

. . .I see the world through a looking glass. . .

Smiling from under his hair he took a sure left and lead them towards Malestrums, stepping in the the soft chime of the bell over the door signalled there arrival, but rather than browse Brair went straight to the counter, what he needed was a specific measurement of a specific type of metal, a metal that was typically not put on the shops shelf.

"Dara could you collect three eighth cogs and two nines please i need them to be silver" he said gently waiting for the shop keep to come to the desk.

It was then that birdie who had been following the two decided to alight on Dara's shoulder tweeting softly down Dara's ear, ruffling his metal feathers as he made himself comfortable on his new perch, beady eyes of onyx imitating the watchfulness of a real bird.

. . .I so Desperately want to fall through. . .

 

[Igeekykitty]

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Walking into the shop, he looked about thoughtfully. He had heard of this shop of course, but had not yet been inside it. Eventually he was going to have to come here, so Dara had no argument. Hearing Briar call him, Daradin turned his attention to the other man and nodded.

"My pleasure," he said with a smile and went in search of the requested materials.

Feeling the soft landing of something on his shoulder and the musical sound that followed, he glanced over to find the nightingale joining him. Smiling, Dara found the second that had the gears Briar wanted. It took some searching through them all but he indeed found the silver gears at the requested size. Taking three eighth cog and two nines in hand, Dara made his way back to the desk.

"I have them..."

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