フラン ・fran madaraki (
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mayfield_rpg2012-03-22 09:42 pm
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fourth operation ✗ 004; mood {aka a whole bunch of backdating}
[ A; Mayfield High; After school {Backdated to the 20th- Open to All} ]
[ They halls may be quiet, they might be whirring with the sounds of other teenage prisoners and drones bustling throughout the halls but coming from one the classrooms you hear: ]
Beginning the operation!
[ If you follow the sound of this one girl's voice, it will lead you to one classroom where Fran has made the teacher's desk belonging to a drone her own personal slab. She may not have her extra limbs with her it's not matter now, Fran is more than capable of opening this student drone's rib cage.
Requests for cosmetic enhancement are not foreign to the young scientist. But today she felt irritated, so much so it became distracting. Sucking the fat out with a dust buster became tiring. Ohh-- is this thing getting clogged already? This is beginning to be annoying! ]
[ B; 1671 Nelson Street; Night {Backdated to the 21st; Outside- Open to All} ]
[ Fran has a good head on her shoulders. Now that head is now sitting on top of a pillow on a lounge chair in front of the house. Try not to trip over the wires, her "body" is fixing tea. ]
[ They halls may be quiet, they might be whirring with the sounds of other teenage prisoners and drones bustling throughout the halls but coming from one the classrooms you hear: ]
Beginning the operation!
[ If you follow the sound of this one girl's voice, it will lead you to one classroom where Fran has made the teacher's desk belonging to a drone her own personal slab. She may not have her extra limbs with her it's not matter now, Fran is more than capable of opening this student drone's rib cage.
Requests for cosmetic enhancement are not foreign to the young scientist. But today she felt irritated, so much so it became distracting. Sucking the fat out with a dust buster became tiring. Ohh-- is this thing getting clogged already? This is beginning to be annoying! ]
[ B; 1671 Nelson Street; Night {Backdated to the 21st; Outside- Open to All} ]
[ Fran has a good head on her shoulders. Now that head is now sitting on top of a pillow on a lounge chair in front of the house. Try not to trip over the wires, her "body" is fixing tea. ]
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Me? Oh, no. I'm only sixteen, thus a child by this town's standards.
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But you are right. That's the next thing I need to take care off once I'm through here.
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( A pause, because although this is perhaps a strange way of going about it. It didn't mean he wasn't any less curious... ) This might be a little forward of me, but would you need any help? I have to admit, my studies are not as extensive in human or... human-related in this case, as my other studies but...
I can't deny I'm nevertheless interested in what could perhaps be found from studying them.
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( He just nods, before being reminded of something. ) Oh right, I'm Yukio, by the way.
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Pleasure to meet you, Yukio. I'm Fran.