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Wanderlust; Festival
Always the one to pay close attention to detail, his attention quickly deviated from selling his tickets to wondering just who exactly was this mysterious woman. As soon as he heard his name, he quickly shot her a curious look. With his eyebrow raised, he cautiously stared at her… curious as to how the unknown female knew his name. It was mind boggling that she called him by his first name when he was sure he never introduced him self.
A deafening silence fell between the two strangers, as Woobin tried to think of a logical explanation as to how she knew who he was. Shifting his stance, the detective quickly glanced down at his attire to make sure he wasn’t wearing a nametag or some sort. ‘No, that’s not it…’ he noted, realizing there was nothing there to identify him. Turning his attention back towards the female, he pursed his lips, unsure what to say in response to her bargain.
“Hmm…” he murmured under his breath, slowly collecting his thoughts before he answered her. “If you buy the two tickets for full price, I suppose I can make time to go to the festival with you,” he suggested. It was a good deal on his part since he would make back the money he lost and still be able to check out the festival… but he was still hesitant on accepting the offer. His curiosity was far too great to ignore.
“I will accept your offer under one condition. Answer me this. How did know my name when I never introduced myself and just who are you?” he demand an answer. There was something suspicious about this woman… and he was damn sure determined to figure out just what it was.
She watched closely, her receptors recording every point of recognition filtering across his features. Ah, so he was as sharp as they made him out to be. This pleased the android, having found a human outside of the lab that seemed to be almost on par with the scientists she was so used to being around. Her gaze never left him, noting the way, he glanced to himself, obviously trying to figure out how she could have known such information. Jooyeon watched with a great deal of patience, not willingly giving any information up, however, if he asked the right questions, she had an obligation, per her programming, to answer him fully and truthfully. The smile tugging on her lips only grew wider as he spoke once again. "It is part of my job to recover the files on any being I come in contact with." Taking a step backwards, she gave a large bow, before stepping forward and offering her hand in greeting "Lee Jooyeon, Android class A, model 001, pleasure to meet you Kim Hyun Joong...."
Sanctuary (Ending) - Hikaru Utada
Calculating orbs took notice of each person walking passed them, scanning for threats before passing along interest to the next person. This was honestly starting to get much too...boring, as one of her favorite scientists used to say. But this was the routine now, part of her "job" these days. She hoped it wouldn't be too long before something or someone would take up her interest..
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Wanderlust; Festival
“Oh? Well then that’s good to know,” he shrugged, a little relief that his faux assumption was just that — an assumption. Tilting his head slight, he gave her a quick glance over to see what she meant by needing ‘someone [to] accompany [her]’. Not to mention the whole “authorization” thing she mentioned — that bit of information confused him the most.
Woobin found it a bit strange that she said that seeing how she looked like someone in her mid-twenties. For the most part she appeared pretty normal to him. There was nothing that made her stand apart from the rest of the crowd; she just happens to be the person close in proximity to where he stood, which is why he approached her in the first place.
‘Curious and curiousier…’ he thought. After realizing how vague her statement was, he decided to inquire more information out of her. “Ahh… I see,” he started. “Well I’m sure a pretty young lady, such as yourself, could easily find someone to accompany you to the festival? Luckily for you, if you do I have two adult tickets you can have for a bargain!” At the rate he’s pitching the sale, he was sure she would agree to buy the two adult tickets.
She stared at him as he gave her a glance over, knowing he was probably confused by now, but she was reluctant to start spilling information to him. That was always a subject to tread lightly with as she had found first hand that some humans had legitimate fears involving any sort of artificial intelligence. She quirked a brow as she listened to him speak, a habit she had picked up from one of the scientists she was fond of. The more she interacted with this male, the more she was able to see and record his mannerisms and the better she was able to converse at his level. This man seemed interesting enough and she felt she could learn quite a few things from just his demeanor alone. "How about this, Woobin..." she knew he had never actually introduced himself yet and she was testing to see if his skills were as honed as his files claimed they were. "I will buy the tickets from you, full price, if you go with me to the festival.." flashing a small, innocent type of grin, she tilted her head slightly, watching him closely for reactions.
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《His gaze is empty; he been wandering in the streets for hours, dressed up in his hospital gown, without anywhere to go. He’s alone and lost. ”Lost…” He might sit down in the middle of the street, not realizing the danger of doing so. He doesn’t understand. ”Pinocchio lost…” He mumbled those words repeatedly, in a soft and confused voice. Aren’t you going to help him?》
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Wanderlust; Festival
There was a quick moment of silence between the two strangers, as Woobin awaited the female’s response. While she answered his question, he couldn’t help but notice she seem upset by the tone of her voice. Unsure of what she meant by her not being allowed to be at the festival, he shrewdly played it off. Whatever the reason may be, he was sure it couldn’t possibly be as bad as she made it out to be.
“Uh huh,” he murmured, taking in her response. “Well, last time I checked miss, the festival was open to the general public — and unless you have some sort of criminal record involving little children… I don’t see why you can’t enter the premises,” he shrugged. Rather than bluntly accusing of her possibly being some sort of paedophile, he opted to touch lightly around the sensitive topic in case she did have that kind of record. Though, from the looks of it, he doubts that’s the case.
She was slightly confused at his almost nonchalant attitude toward the situation, but then again, she knew different humans housed different processes of dealing with situations.The frown on her face seemed to grow as he spoke, her vision reluctantly shifting back over to the male. She shook her head, rather harshly as though the mere mention of what he could be implying was uncomfortable, even for a machine like her "No no! Nothing like that." she lacked the capability to sigh, simply resigning herself to small hum like noise, trying to gather the proper words without sounding like a machine. She hadn't had much practice in casual conversation, only really speaking when giving status reports at her lab. "I'm not authorized to be in large, unorganized crowds by myself. Someone must accompany me.."
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