❛ Oh, SHOOT – ❜ instantly comes Sally’s exclamation as her left hand’s suture loosens from its place at her wrist and it falls at her feet. The hand, disembodied and all, convulses in what Sally can only assume is something akin to a shrug up at its owner. Its as if to say ‘SORRY. BUT WHAT CAN YA DO’. ( why is it that her body parts all seem to have minds of their own? ) … Ah, yes. What can she do? Normally, she’s ready to tend to whatever body part of hers decided to drop from her form – as she often carries her own little kit to tend to her disembodied needs – but this time Sally finds herself at a disadvantage. Her sewing kit is MIA as well as her ever present hand basket. Instead, she stiffly and helplessly leans forward and makes a grab for her hand with her other, sighing and giving a small shake of her head in disappointment once its been collected. Why couldn’t it just all STAY PUT like it was meant to?
The other’s voice meets her ears as she was analyzing her poor hand and it causes the rag doll to jolt in surprise. Oh! She didn’t realize that she was in the presence of anyone. – Especially someone who vaguely resembles her own embodiment !!
She gives a cock of her head, wide eyes batting blankly at first in shock before a grateful smile stretches widely across her stitched face. Someone with a similar issue to her own? How grand! Sally subconsciously holds out her leaf stuffed arm, hand still held in her other.❛ Really? You’d help out a stranger … just like that? My! That’s awfully kind of you. ❜ Her grin widens – her trust immediately being given unto this total stranger. – Why WOULD she be skeptical. He was just being helpful. As a fellow living doll, he surely understood her troubles. Who better to assist? ❛ I’d shake your hand in thanks but … ❜ Sally chuckles softly and lifts the hand once more, giving it a gentle yet pointed shake.
🌈 he’s recently learned how to sew everything up himself , with the help of Molly of course , so this would be the perfect time to try it and help out someone else! He loved helping people , making new friends , no matter how it happened. That was kind of the fun in it after all , to meet someone new even when he was expecting it! The expression on the others face , the response , it all makes Roy happy , and she could probably tell by the way that his smile got even wider. Oh! He can’t wait to go tell Kip! He can’t wait to tell everyone that he found someone who was like him! How exciting!! “ OF COURSE I’LL HELP YOU! IT DOESN’T MATTER IF SOMEONES’ A STRANGER OR NOT! IF SOMEONE NEEDS HELP , I’M HERE TO HELP! “ he says , putting his hands on his hips momentarily in somewhat of a heroic pose.
“ I CAN SHAKE IT RIGHT NOW! IT DOESN’T HAVE TO BE ATTACHED! IT’S STILL YOUR HAND , SILLY! “ he says , and he does shake her hand , still beaming with surprise and everything all at once.
“ MY NAME IS ROY G. BIV , BUT EVERYONE CALLS ME ROY! WHAT’S YOUR NAME? ARE YOU FROM AROUND HERE? ARE YOU FILLED WITH STUFFING TOO!? “ it’s so many questions at once . . . and he’s still talking as he takes the sewing kit out of his pocket , as he doesn’t like to be rude , he holds his hand out to receive it - he doesn’t grab it !!