Mun's looking @ TheWake

[titanium_backstory]

So Miss Mundane... bit of a strange thing to call you, if you ask me. Not that I'm complaining. Not about that, anyway.

This 'Wake" place seems alright but it's definitely no Walter Manor. I'd have to ask for time off, and an escort, and a fake mustache and...

Wait you mean they just kidnap me? Kinda rude. I'm not too sure what I think about that, won't the guys need me? I know for darn certain Qwerty will mess up the house again without me there...

... Will I at least get to keep my guitar?

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[awfulsentimetal]

If I were you--which I am--I'd resign myself to cleanin' up a metric ton of mustard when I get home. Mundanes aren't exactly easy to reason with.

[titanium_backstory]

Mustard doesn't sound near as bad as what I was expecting. I suppose as long as the Walter Manor is still standing that's what matters...

[awfulsentimetal]

Admittedly I was bein' a little optimistic. Peter's bound to notice if the manor starts comin' down around his ears, though. Probably.

[Wishful thinking and he knows it.]

[titanium_backstory]

I dunno. Not sure about that kid sometimes, you know how he dresses.

[awfulsentimetal]

Don't even get me started on that fur coat of his. Still, I'm just trustin' that he isn't gonna lose himself in a project and let the place fall down without me there to stop it.

accidental 2/1

[awfulsentimetal]

... Us. I meant us. Darn, this is still confusin'.

[titanium_backstory]

The Becile's are still there though... They'd keep Rabbit from setting everything on fire. I hope.

[He opens his mouth, a puff of steam shooting out from his jaw hinge, then shut it with a slight frown.] I agree, never thought Pappy made extras of us.

[awfulsentimetal]

That's because he didn't. There's a weird sort of... time-and-space distortion here. Doesn't seem to matter how many of us show up, it never causes a paradox or destroys the fabric of reality or anythin' like that.

[Much to his initial surprise.]

[titanium_backstory]

[He strokes his metal chin, tapping on it.] You're right my- me.... yeah this is weird.

... [And then his green eyes get big.] Sweet sassafras, how many Rabbit's are there?

[awfulsentimetal]

[Quirk of black lips at that question.]

In Nusquamton? Just the one, thankfully. I've seen about three 'round these parts, though, so don't be surprised if you get more'n one of'em giving you a hard time.

[titanium_backstory]

Hopefully no more than two at a time. Only got two hands for now to keep 'em in check. [And he can only slap them so many times before they begin to catch on.]

Where's Nusquamton? Never heard of it.

[awfulsentimetal]

Uh... it's kinda hard to explain. There's a bunch of us there, though.

[Actually only three of The Spine, specifically.]

Works out, since it takes about four hands to wrangle Rabbit on a good day.

Dear Walter, it's a The Spine!

[spacedrmccoy]

[Have a Space Doctor with a Georgian drawl there The Spine. He's looking you over with polite curiosity.]

I'm sorry to say you won't have much choice in the matter. But sometimes you do get to take things along if thats any consolation.

That's right, partner!

[titanium_backstory]

[Georgian drawls are something he recognizes. So is the lookings over.]

I'm not exactly a stranger to that, though it's different just going by myself. [A large metal eyebrow raises as that.] Things?

*Fangirly flail* Well I'm ridiculously excited.

[spacedrmccoy]

[Don't worry, he stops soon enough once he's figured out you're made of metal. He's a Doctor, not an Engineer.]

Believe me, I understand that sentiment. Usually when I go ashore it's with a landing party, not on my own.

[A nod.] Yes well, like that guitar you mentioned. It's likley you might get to take it along.

xD well I'm glad!

[titanium_backstory]

[The Spine gave up his personal bubble long ago.]

Landing party? You a pirate or something? I know a song about those.

If I can't have my brother's, having my guitar would at least help pass the time. [He quirks a little smile.]

[spacedrmccoy]

[Still, McCoy hates to be rude. Just because you're different doens't mean he'll be ill mannered.]

Oh? No, no. I'm actually a Doctor. I just work on starship.

[Because that's completely normal.]

I think no matter what you'll find a way, sir. And maybe you'll find your brothers. You never know.

[titanium_backstory]

[He nods, starships sound perfectly normal to him... as does every other weird thing ever.]

Got a song about that too. I hope you don't get many fires on it, not a good thing to happen out there.

Thank you kindly. You got a name there, Doctor?

[yesterdaystomorrow]

We'll all miss you terribly.

[titanium_backstory]

That's nice Walter Girl, but the others will still be there I'm sure.

... And if you're there watching Rabbit, that will ease my mind a little.

[yesterdaystomorrow]

Well, someone has to.

[Even if there are 500 other things she'd much rather be doing, keeping Rabbit out of trouble was a 24/7 job there for everyone who lived within the Walter Manor walls.]

[titanium_backstory]

Yer darn right, B. [Grabbing the brim of his hat in a sort of salute, he gives her a sweet grin. He surely appreciates it.]

I do hope I'll be able to find a mechanic as well-read as you Walter Girls.

[yesterdaystomorrow]

[Oops, she's giggling a little at that. You are just too cute, Mr. Cowboy.]

I can't say I won't be jealous if you do manage to locate another mechanic with as much skill with me, but at least than I'll know you'll be well taken care of.

[ailingchemist]

They kidnap you? That doesn't sound very prudent at all.

[titanium_backstory]

Not quite yet, Ma'am- [His large black eyebrows raise. Oh now he recognizes you. Forgive him, it's been a while.] -M-Miss Moreau.

I uh seem to be in some sort of limbo for now. Though I have a feeling it won't last long until I am put somewhere.