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Post by Thor Steele & Model Em on May 20, 2012 19:08:57 GMT -5
Location: Residential District
((March 10, 2521. Mostly for Thor and Fio.))
"Don't. Do it." A grunt came from a beaten up old rucksack. "That is not a song you sing in public. I regret singing that song in my infinite boredom to drive you crazy and get you to leave that library."
Thor sighed and tugged his Biometal out of the rucksack, shaking his head. He then gently squeezed Model Em. "Listen. I'm a bundle of nerves about that tournament coming up. It's either sing that song in public or you have to deal with me going on a drunken rant about how there hasn't been a dig in months." He then closed his eyes and sighed lightly, giving a slight pout, seeming more like a manchild than a grown man. "Soooooo?"
"Fine. FINE. Sing the damn song. But don't come crying to me when people think you're a bloody moron." Model Em groaned. He then wrested from Thor's grip and hastily floated back into the rucksack with an annoyed noise.
Thor rolled his eyes and sighed. Man, Model Em could be such a killjoy! However, he was going to just belt that song like it was no one's business.
He took a deep breath, letting a silly, albeit nervous smile spread across his face, then started singing. "I'm not wearing underwear today~!" He then twirled in midstep, then belted more. "No, I'm not wearing underwear today!" Here, he wagged his finger to the tune while taking a few hasty steps. "Not that you probably care~...MUCH about my underwear~...still, nonetheless I gotta saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay~...That I'm not wearing underwear to-DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY~!" He ended this with some resounding jazz-hands that would have made his sister Sharpei proud.
Cue awkward claps from the masses.
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Post by fiona on May 20, 2012 19:44:08 GMT -5
Phew.. Another day of hard work complete. Fio had only closed up shop on her food truck and was cleaning all the dirty dishes they'd used during the day. They'd only been running in this location for a couple of hours, so it wasn't too horrible a mess, but regardless.. the kitchen needed to stay clean.
Her two workers had already gone home for the night, leaving Fio alone with the cleaning. Hey, they'd helped her pull the generator in and everything. Cleaning a few dirty dishes herself was no big deal.
As for Model Fi..? He was currently shoved inside the utensil drawer. All he'd seen for the past three hours was a dark space, as well as occasional utensil that he kept bumping into when he felt the need to try and escape his dark prison. He wasn't going anywhere...
"Fio..? Can I come out now..? It's dark in here..."
"Just a minute, Model Fi. Let me finish washing this last pan and then I'll let you out of there. Or do you want soap and water all over you again?"
"...Not really."
Model Fi groaned a bit, staring off into the darkness. Just a few more minutes.. and then he'd be out of that crammed drawer..! But it wasn't long before he'd felt something. A presence.. Was it another Biometal? Had to be.. Though he couldn't quite hear the voice from the drawer. "Fio.. There's a Biometal closeby."
Fio glanced over at the drawer. Another Biometal? She opened the window a bit so she could get a better look after drying her hands off. There were quite a few people out there... though the one singing was attracting.. quite a bit of attention. A song about not wearing underwear.. "What in the...?" Fio's eye twitched just a little. This was.. quite unorthodox.
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Post by Thor Steele & Model Em on May 20, 2012 19:59:09 GMT -5
"Thor, I'd hate to interrupt your moment of insanity in the limelight, but my Biometal senses are tingling." Model Em snorted. "I suggest you stop singing about going commando, and start hoofing it."
"...Thank you...meanie." Thor sighed, half-lidding his reddish eyes. He then shrugged his rucksack up slightly and wandered closer to the end of the road that the food truck was on. He stared around defensively, then suddenly blurted. "HEY! GENIUSES ARE SUPPOSED TO BE CRAZY!"
Suddenly, he heard his stomach growl, and sighed. He'd not eaten all day, probably because he'd been doing nothing but reading up until what could be construed as a psychotic break on the streets. Most of the good cafes were already busy, which left just a few options.
But he really didn't want to eat cinders when he got home so those options were out.
"Earth to Thor Steele. We're getting closer to the biometal." Model Em gave an annoyed tone.
Thor sighed. "...but I'm hungry. Being an eccentric genius takes a lot outta me."
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Post by fiona on May 20, 2012 20:14:53 GMT -5
"Fio.. Biometal's gettin' closer.."
Well where the heck was it!? Certainly it wasn't that guy who was approaching the food truck, right..? But if the Biometal was getting closer.. it had to be. Fio blinked a bit, closing the window again and finishing cleaning off the final pan and shoving it in the cabinet. There.. Done.
"How close is the Biometal, Model Fi?"
"Ain't t' far off, 'n they're gettin' closer as I speak. Ya best skedaddle 'less ya wanna get involved in a figh' 'r somethin'."
Fio sighed a bit. Why did Model Fi have to be the protective one all the time? "Well.. at least let me see what the guy's up to, ok? Then I'll decide." She approached the window again, opening it once more. Now she could see where the guy wa- holy crud he was still coming!
"We're actually getting ready to close, but.. is there something I can help you with?"
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Post by Thor Steele & Model Em on May 20, 2012 20:24:08 GMT -5
Thor blinked and looked up toward the truck when the window opened. He approached warily, an awkward smile on his face. He then reached his right hand up behind his head and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Know anywhere I can eat? I...kind of got hungry in between being cooped up in a library all day checking out a few books and...well...I guess you saw me do the most incredibly stupid, most insanely liberating thing I've ever done in my life...but all that works up an appetite and all."
Model Em wished he had a hand so he could facepalm. In lieu of a facepalm, he repeatedly slammed his face into a jigger of unknown liquid content SPOILER: IT'S ALCOHOL while grunting. "Thor. The Biometal has to be on this truck somewhere. I just know it is."
Thor flinched when his biometal spoke up. He wanted to answer Model Em, but what if this lady wasn't a biomatch? Ah well. He already looked like a nutter already. He might as well go for broke. He glanced back toward his rucksack and whispered. "...We'll figure it out as we go, okay?"
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Post by fiona on May 20, 2012 20:36:31 GMT -5
So the guy was just hungry..? Well, she couldn't turn down potential customers, but with the generator inside the food truck, there was no was she was going to be able to power the stove. She did have some leftovers of the breadsticks, though..
"Hmm.. I can't really give you most of my menu. We already pulled the generator in. But I do have some of the breadsticks left. I'll even give you a little discount since they aren't freshly made.. n-not that they aren't any good! They just aren't hot is all. But yes.. I did hear you earlier. Quite.. a nice show?"
Model Fi groaned a bit more as Fio kept talking to the man. He had the Biometal.. he just knew it! But when the Biometal spoke up, he froze. That voice.. where had he heard that voice before..?! "Fio...."
Fio glanced down at the drawer, not responding to her Biometal. She couldn't answer him in front of this guy. But that voice.. there was no one else by the food truck. And given the voice had spoken up about a Biometal.. this had to be the guy Model Fi was warning her about.
"....What do you know about Biometal?"
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Post by Thor Steele & Model Em on May 20, 2012 20:53:33 GMT -5
Thor's eyes lit up at the mention of breadsticks. Food was food! At least it wasn't cinders--the only thing he could cook. "Oh! Breadsticks would be just fine! I'll eat just about anything. Well, anything except cinders. Kind of eliminates my own cooking, hahaha." Nope, he wasn't ashamed to admit he couldn't cook to save his life. He then chuckled and blushed lightly. "I...I got a little carried away."
Model Em could hear that voice, no matter how small. He suddenly rustled in the rucksack, almost losing a bit of composure, let alone control. "Thor...!"
Thor stiffened up when asked about Biometal. His eyes widened and his glasses slid down his nose slightly with the sweat that was starting to run down his face. He swallowed hard, then looked around and leaned in, whispering. "...Listen...can we talk about this...a little more in private? I...know quite a bit."
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Post by fiona on May 20, 2012 21:05:56 GMT -5
Fio had to chuckle. "I take it you're not very good at cooking, huh? Well.. You don't have to worry. I'll sell you the breadsticks at a discounted price. Sounds fair, right?"
Though that Biometal of his was a bit unnerving, but she wasn't about to let it bother her too much. Just stay cool. Maybe this guy didn't mean any kind of harm or anything. There really wasn't any way of finding out without talking more.
Thor.. Was that his name? That's what the Biometal was calling him, anyway... Fio glanced around. Maybe this would be the best spot to talk.. inside the truck? "C'mon in. I'll close the window. There's a door in the back of the truck, but do watch out for the generator. I just had that thing repaired last week. Trust me when I say they aren't cheap. But either way, door's unlocked."
Model Fi gapped a bit at Fio's words. She was going to let this guy in?! "Are ya outta yer mind, Fio?! What're ya thinkin'?!"
Fio closed the window, glancing down at the drawer. "Will you relax? I can handle it if things get out of hand. And besides.. what if he has answers to help your own situation? Just stay in the drawer a little longer until we get this worked out.. ok?"
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Post by Thor Steele & Model Em on May 20, 2012 21:47:07 GMT -5
"Sounds fair to me." Thor nodded.
Thor himself was a little unnerved. Was she the one with the Biometal? He could hear a voice, but what if it was just another worker on the truck? Not that he saw another worker. But still.
He nodded when she offered to let him in through the back of the truck. "I'll be extra careful. A...friend would kill me if I damaged it."
...Yes Thor, Model Em would try to smother you with a pillow in your sleep. He holds those generators as sacred as you hold them books of yours.
He thrashed more in Thor's rucksack when he heard that voice. He knew that voice! He gave muffled bellow. "Thor, hurry up and get in there while not damaging the generator!"
Thor carefully opened the door and entered the truck. He glanced around nervously, then stood in the doorway, rubbing his arm sheepishly. "Well...uh...I'm here.."
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Post by fiona on May 20, 2012 22:03:20 GMT -5
Sold! To the guy with the... insanity issues..? But at least she was going to make a profit off this, even if it wasn't as much as she would've liked.
Fio listened as the Biometal kept talking to Thor. That Biometal seemed rather worked up.. Maybe it knew something about Fi? She was going to find out in just a minute, but she had to wait for Thor to get into the food truck first. Though he didn't take too long.
"So... I can hear him. That guy you were whispering to. What do you know about Biometal..? Are you here to take mine?"
Model Fi listened in on their conversation, but he kept his focus mainly on the other guy's Biometal. That voice.. he knew it from somewhere..! He wanted out of this drawer! Maybe then he could see the Biometal. But it was when he spoke up about the generator that it finally clicked.
"..ELEC?!"
Fio nearly jumped as her Biometal screamed like he had. "M-Model Fi..?" Thor knew about Biometal.. There was no point in hiding the fact that Model Fi was here.
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Post by Thor Steele & Model Em on May 20, 2012 22:27:57 GMT -5
Insanity issues, hell. This boy--this man--was certified batshit. But that came with being in and out of the hospital all throught his childhood. Oh, and being able to talk to chunks of rock.
Thor bit his lip. "So you heard Model Em huh? No use hiding him anymore huh?" He looked over his shoulder to his rucksack. "I...I know that Biometal grant us abilities beyond human ability. I know mine...gives me the ability to shoot electricity. And...I just know they're the links to a lost history in a way. You know?" He seemed horridly dismayed when she asked about him taking hers. "Goodness no! I'd never take another person's Biometal. Without their consent, that is. And only to borrow them to learn what lost history they may possess so I can write my own book of history's mysteries, before returning them to their rightful owner." Careful, Fio! Don't get him started on the spiel! He'll never shut up!
Model Em nearly jumped a mile; in fact, he did jump out of Thor's rucksack with quite a start at the bellow he heard. "FIRE?!"
Thor himself nearly jumped a mile. His hand clutched tightly to his chest and he gritted his teeth. His eyes were wide and his glasses had fallen further down his nose. "My goodness. They really know how to give someone a heart attack..."
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Post by fiona on May 20, 2012 23:03:47 GMT -5
So this guy.. Thor.. He was a Mega Man, too. Just like she was. "Electricity, huh..? Using Model Fi, I get fire power.. quite literally. I could probably use it as a back-up cooking source if I needed to in a worst case scenario, but I'm not that mean. Besides.. that'd be abusing it's power."
Fio was thankful that this guy wasn't here to take the Biometal. He really hadn't come to cause trouble after all. See, Model Fi? All was well in the world. "That sounds pretty interesting. I always wondered about them myself. Where they came from.. who or what made them.. It just make you wonder, doesn't it?"
It was him! It was Elec! Model Fi was both overjoyed and panicked at the very same time. He'd finally found him, the one he'd been looking for so long! But.. he still had one thing separating him from his twin. And that was this drawer. "ELEC!! I'm in here!" He tried to burst his way out of the drawer.. but to no avail. It wouldn't budge.
Fio stared as the little rock flew out of Thor's bag. Was that.. a Biometal? Either way, it seemed to know Model Fi. Maybe this guy did have some answers. But Thor didn't really look too good after that little spook from the two rocks.
"H-hey.. You ok?"
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Post by Thor Steele & Model Em on May 21, 2012 13:55:25 GMT -5
Yes, Fio, there is a Santa Claus Light Thor was a Mega Man as well. One that preferred learning history from Biometals rather than spamming their abilities unlike his sister spamming the METAL BLADES. "Really? Fire huh? I don't deny it'd be just as useful as electricity if an emergency happened...but only in a real and true emergency." Here, he gave a sage nod.
Nope. Thor would never steal a biometal. He's not Henry who takes everything that's not nailed down in a hospital room. "I know right?! Like...who they were before, maybe even the secrets of history that have been lost in all the wars! Oh! There's just so much I want to learn from them. Maybe some of them are even the precursors to the Reploids...with powers beyond our wildest dreams!"
Cue Model Em groaning about that damn book again.
When he heard that call, Model Em flailed on his axis. He then tried to make his way toward the drawer. Who the heck stuffed a Biometal in a drawer? They had feelings too darn it! "FIRE! I'm right out here!"
Thor leaned against the nearest wall, his hand still on his chest. He took a deep breath, then gave a faint sigh. "I'll be fine. My heart probably stopped in my chest for a few seconds from being freaked out, but I'll be fine. I've had worse."
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Post by fiona on May 21, 2012 19:24:30 GMT -5
"Yes. Only in a real emergency.. And it's not like I can just use the Biometal in front of my workers... Do you know what would happen if they found out?" A bit too much unwanted attention..
Fio tilted her head a bit. "Precursors..? To Reploids? I'm... pretty sure the robots that came before the Reploids were nowhere near as powerful as they were, but that's just my opinion. But then again.. who's to say, really? I could be wrong."
Good grief, the two Biometals... She'd let Fi out in a moment, but first she needed to be sure Thor was alright. "Please.. go sit down on that stool over there. I'll get you some water from the cooler. You sure you don't need to go see a doctor or something? I'll take you if you need me to." Fio crouched down and pulled the lid to the cooler off, grabbing one of the bottles of water in there. It was dripping wet, but it was still rather cold. She patted it dry with a paper towel and placed it by Thor, as well as the breadsticks she'd promised earlier.
She glanced over to the drawer, pulling it open finally.
Model Fi was about to ram the drawer again when it finally opened. Elec was on the other side! He had to get to him! But the drawer had opened so suddenly that he was flung right out of the drawer and landed smack into his Biometal brother. "..S-sorry.."
Fio winced a little as Fi flew out of the drawer and smacked the other Biometal. "Sorry, Model Fi.. I didn't mean to keep you cooped up in there for so long. I'd just keep you in my pouch when I work, but it's just too difficult to work with you there. If I had somewhere else to put you so my co-workers didn't see you, I'd do it."
Model Fi floated in the air, turning to his biomatch. "It's alrigh'. I know ya don't mean nothin' by it." Turning back to the other Biometal, he just stayed silent. What was he supposed to say? Hello just felt too weird.. It'd only been hundreds of years since he'd seen his brother, and it hurt him that he barely remembered the guy as it was.
"E..Elec..." If he were capable of it, he'd be crying right about now.
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Post by Thor Steele & Model Em on May 21, 2012 23:12:55 GMT -5
"I have a feeling I know. Same thing that happened on the last dig site I was on." Thor scratched his cheek awkwardly. "All that unwanted attention. Them wanting you to use your Biometal's power for everything, even the most stupid stuff like charging their communicators?"
Thor gave a wide-eyed, eager smile. "Oh, but haven't you read the legends about them? It's said they could do so many things like break the sound barrier while running or shooting thunderbolts...even making huge pillars of fire!" He shrugged his rucksack off his shoulder so he could reach the book. "Please tell me you've read the stories before! I'm going to find out somehow if it's true! I'll devote my whole life to it. The history, the mystery of the precursors!"
He slowly, quietly sat down on the stool, cupping his forehead in his hand slightly. "Don't wanna waste the doctor's time all that much. The doctor would just send me home and tell me to keep an eye on things. I'm used to it by now, really. Besides...I'm not as bad off as..." Here, his face gave a flicker of a worried look. He then shook his head. "...no, it's nothing." He let his head hang down for a few moments until Fio placed the food and the water next to him. He then perked up faintly, giving a small smile. "Thanks."
Model Em hadn't had much time to react to his twin flying out of the drawer and landing on him. Model Em could scarecely try to figure out what had happened. He just knew that it was almost like an accidental glomp. "It's fine. Really, Fire!"
Thor couldn't help but chuckle a little at his Biometal while he ate.
Model Em pulled himself up, floating in the air silently. Fire...he hadn't seen his twin in so long. Centuries, even! Now they were here again together in the fle--the stee--...nope, they were together in the floating chunk of sentient rock. That was the term for it. Besides, the memories were few and far between.
And damn it, hello was just too awkward. So when his brother finally spoke up, there was only one word that Model Em could utter. "...Fi...Fire..." Damn it, if biometals could cry, there'd be too much waterworks here.
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