[012] Bird-Pun Here

[brynkitten]

[Have a video entry, everyone.

Bryn woke up with feather covered legs that led to clawed bird feet, and large wings on her back. Surprisingly, she sports the harpy look pretty well. She even has some kind of cool looking tail feathers thing going on.

Granted, the wings meant she couldn't wear her usual clothing. Bryn didn't bother trying to get skirts or pants on since feathers covered everything important, and as for a top, well, she made do with wrapping some fabric around her bust and waist a few times before tying it in a knot at her back.]

You know, now that the shock has worn off, this isn't so bad. Does anyone want to take bets as to whether or not I could manage to fly?

[She pauses to look around her room, at the scattered feathers, and back into her record.]

Hmm, I'm thinking it might be better for me to stay out of the kitchens until this is over though...

Comments

[brynkitten]

[What. Really. What was that. Bryn is all that is staring right now.]

I'm not sure I could even come close to reproducing that. What were you trying to say?

[heavyweaponsbot]

... Just my designation. It should not be difficult.

[brynkitten]

I'm not sure my body design is compatible with your language...

[heavyweaponsbot]

Eh. Probably not. Could not tell you why. Biology was... not my business.

[brynkitten]

[She couldn't help but ask the question...]

Was it someone else's?

[And after a pause...]

Are you...adjusting okay to your change? I can't believe I didn't even ask you before...

[heavyweaponsbot]

... Yes.

[The answer is flat, without inflection. It's almost angry -- or it would be, if there were any tone to it at all.]

Things are fine. Done this before.

[brynkitten]

You have?

[Color her surprised.]

Did it ever happen to you before you came to the Keep?

[heavyweaponsbot]

Yeah. It did... frequently.

[brynkitten]

Really? I suppose you're pretty used to it by now...

[She tilts her head.]

It must be really different for you though, hm? Having...senses instead of sensors maybe?

[As best she can guess, in either case. It's not as if she knows how the giant robot works in his natural form.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

Yeah. I am.

[He grunts, shrugging a shoulder.]

Things are sharper... and duller. Touch is stronger. But everything else... hmn. Weaker.

[brynkitten]

Yes, I could see how that might be the case...

[The concept is interesting enough, for someone who's never been anything but a living, breathing mammal.]

It suits you, you know. How you look.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He falls silent, at that, and looks away.]

[Bumblebee had said the same thing -- aboard the ship. Before he'd vanished.]

I... have heard that, before.

[brynkitten]

Then I suppose that means it's doubly true.

[She smiles.]

I'm going to go for my lesson now, but I'll talk to you later okay?