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belle french gold: a summary
Kent gives EVE a once over. Sheās a little more advanced than the robots heās seen. He assumes sheās departed from the crown jewel of the desperate fleetā the Axiom. After all, there was no way that the engineers on his own ship could have built her. Everything had been regulated to fulfill needs, not wants.
"Kent Manlsey," he supplies. "Where are you from, exactly?"Ā
Ā«ā§Ā» ā Kent. Mansley. Not a threat.āĀ The probe then hovered quickly behind the man, putting off his question for a few moments before giving him a response. EVE scanned his back, found nothing and then returned back to where she had previously been.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā Buy N Large: The Axiom.Ā ā
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Ā«ā§Ā» ā Excuse me, but you're not meant to be here. ā
Icy blue eyes narrowed and Eve placed both hands upon her hips. It was her first day on her new government job and she was taking it seriously. She was not going to lose what she had just obtained because of a wandering stranger
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Ā«ā§Ā» If a robot could truly glare, EVE was definitely doing as such. There was no doubt about it. Her foul attitude was from simple nonrecognition of the being in front of her.
ā Identify.Ā ā
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iām speeding up and this is the red, orange, yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart
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Ā«ā§Ā» EVE beeped and gave a quick scan of the man in front of her, not honestly caring if he seemed to care or not. He simply looked to be thinner than the people on the Axiom.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā ....Name? ā
The inquiry was asked with a a slide in her speech, making it higher as the word neared its end. EVE was hopeful that he would realise what she was trying to say. Most didn't seem to comprehend her words unless she really pointed it's meaning out to them. Though, in this man's defense, this was a rather simple inquiry.
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Ā«ā§Ā» A soft trill left the probe and she gave a gleeful beep. Her blue eyes arched up in bliss and she could not help but to move closer.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā Touch? ā
She extended her arm, the ends separating so she could have fingers. She extended them towards the other, stretching like a curious child for the instrument in their hands.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā Touch? ā
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Directive? He blinked and scratched at his cheek, he wasnāt quite sure what the little white robot meant. Did she maybe think he was the guy who gave directionās?
"Sorry chicky, i donāt give directionās."
Ā«ā§Ā» In protest to his response, a louder series of beeps left her. The look that was on her display screen made her eyes smaller and herself look at least a bit annoyed. He didn't understand. That much she could tell. EVE shook her head and quickly gave him a definition.
āDirective. Noun. An official or authoritative instruction. Dir-ec-tive. Ā ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā EVE's blue lights bat again at him.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā Directive?Ā ā
Ā Ā«ā§Ā» The blue lights that serve as eyes blinked once on the black screen and a scan was given for the individual in front of the robot.Ā EVE gave out a short spurt of beeps and then managed to put a word together. The robot's voice was metallic and crisp sounding, though it held a certain smoothness to it that made it just a bit more human.
Ā āDIŠÆĪ£įʬIVĪ£...?Ā ā