tasha_yar: (Spent)
tasha_yar ([personal profile] tasha_yar) wrote2015-07-08 07:01 pm

(Backdated) New Clothing

Tasha stood in front of the mirror, her mind frozen in place. The mustard colored tunic covered the waistband of her black pants. Two brass colored pips on her neck reflected the light of the room dully. She was back. This should be making her happy, but she felt oddly numb and distant from herself.

Before she started examining why, however, there was a noise that was utterly alien to her coming from the other room.

"Aggie!" she called.
agathaheterodyne: (Dingbot army attention)

[personal profile] agathaheterodyne 2015-07-10 06:59 am (UTC)(link)
At the word surrender a ripple moved through the crowd of dingbots, then half of them held the line, lowering weapons, but watching Tasha. The other half flooded over to protect and check on Agatha.
agathaheterodyne: (Dingbot single)

[personal profile] agathaheterodyne 2015-07-10 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
The dingbot in charge stared at her blankly for several moments, then a copter blade came out of the top of it and it flew up into the air, then headed for the drawer.

Yep. At least one of the dingbots can fly.

It pulled on the drawer. And pulled. And pulled.

And it is ultimately too small to open the drawer. The others made way, clearing a path so that Tasha could get to it.
agathaheterodyne: (Dingbot army attention)

[personal profile] agathaheterodyne 2015-07-10 07:34 am (UTC)(link)
Instead, oddly, they cleared away to let her. They went from defensive to trusting really quickly, it seemed. Simple devices, simple programing.
agathaheterodyne: (Sleeping)

[personal profile] agathaheterodyne 2015-07-10 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
She mumbled and tried to roll over. Something about chocolate cake.