After spending some time figuring out which room was, hers, Tailgate leaves a package by the girl's door. On top there's a note that reads:
To Beep:
This is an Autobot badge! In my world, the Autobots are the good guys. People who stand up for what's right and be the best they can be! Since you're an honorary Autobot it's only right that you have one.
Welcome to the Autobots!
Tailgate
Inside is Beep's very own Autobot Brand
Somehow he found one that's just her size. Wear it proudly!
Once she finds it, she immediately pins it to her vest before reading the note. Then she starts squealing loud enough to carry down the hall. Wear it proudly? Just try getting it off of her.
It's something I got from somebody's world. You'll see when I get there.
[ To Robin's credit, she gets to the aft fairly quickly. She's figured out her way around the ship pretty well by now.
When she's shows up, she's wearing a purple dress that the Girl's never seen her in before - another takeaway from Liberty City - and she's holding an opaque plastic bag with a medium-sized box inside.]
[The Girl is found trying to spray paint faces on the glass. She puts down the paint can as Robin draws near, smiling slightly at the bright dress. An improvement, to the color loving child, over Robin's usual uniform.]
I guess so. [She shrugs and holds out her hands.] I like what you're wearin'.
On the evening of the 17th, The Girl will find four (4) bottles of Sunset Sarsparilla, a flat sugary beverage, in their mailbox. In addition, three (3) of them will have star bottle caps instead of the usual red ones.
[Likewise, Robin's reply doesn't come back immediately. Mostly because if she's going to reply with voice, she needs a couple of minutes to prepare, so it doesn't sound like she's been crying.]
I'm... [Not fine.] The doctors didn't do anything bad.
why the fuck what ? dont got dives where you from?
i dont kno. 8? all i know is i dont like it much cause i like instruments. but techie beats are outlawed so thats good enough for most of my people to wanna jam to it
why would he do that ? aint like his brother dont drink it. cant tell me not to do what they do
then whats classics ? cause thats what d calls a classic and hes a lot older than you so hes smarter and hed know i guess ?? guitars are always involved. cant have music without a guitar
action
To Beep:
This is an Autobot badge! In my world, the Autobots are the good
guys. People who stand up for what's right and be the best they
can be! Since you're an honorary Autobot it's only right that you
have one.
Welcome to the Autobots!
Tailgate
Inside is Beep's very own Autobot Brand
Somehow he found one that's just her size. Wear it proudly!
action
Voice
[She won't say what it is yet, though. Why ruin the surprise?]
Voice
[She means the aft. Someone's been trying to draw on the glass.]
Why? What is it?
Voice -> Action
[ To Robin's credit, she gets to the aft fairly quickly. She's figured out her way around the ship pretty well by now.
When she's shows up, she's wearing a purple dress that the Girl's never seen her in before - another takeaway from Liberty City - and she's holding an opaque plastic bag with a medium-sized box inside.]
Hi Sine! Are you ready?
Action
I guess so. [She shrugs and holds out her hands.] I like what you're wearin'.
Delivery
6/30, Voice
I woke up from cryo yesterday, and people told me about what happened last month. Did you get caught up in that?
Voice;
They took Kobra. [A pause.] But we got him back and we're okay. Are you? Those tube things suck. Did the doctors do anythin' to ya?
Voice;
I'm... [Not fine.] The doctors didn't do anything bad.
Can you come see me? I'm in the medbay.
Re: Voice;
[There's a lot of shuffling, the sound of a door opening and closing.]
I'm comin'. I'm gonna get you out.
Voice;
[Also there's the fact that Robin can't actually leave the medbay right now, but she does trust Doc Yewll.]
And I can't leave yet.
Voice;
Why not?
[There's the distinct sound of running in the background.]
Re: Voice;
[She doesn't really trust the other doctors, of course, but she doesn't really trust anyone without getting to know them first.
There's a long pause before the Girl gets a response to her second question.]
I... got hurt.
Voice;
[Because. No. Robin please run for your life.]
What happened?
[It's less a question than a demand. The background noise gets louder; she's all out running now.]
Voice;
[She's got confidence in that, at least.]
And... something happened when I was in the cryo tube. My- [There's a quiver to her voice.] My leg got turned to glass.
Voice;
UNDER HER PILLOW (backdated to 10/1)
Clumsily arranged there, she'll find: a shirt, a small stuffed dog, and book of complex sudoku puzzles.
On top is a note:]
papyrus liked these, and you liked him, so something tells me you'll take good care of them, even if you never liked me.
good luck, kiddo.
-s
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hey that outlawed music back where youre fromis techno one of em
or is that one of the lame ones?
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my boys would probably like it
so i guess it aint TOO lame
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dive bars??? why the fucklike on a scale to lameo braino to like a dull fart under the beat technos a
7? 6?
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i dont kno. 8? all i know is i dont like it much cause i like instruments. but techie beats are outlawed so thats good enough for most of my people to wanna jam to it
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course we do but what do they serve you there? milk? watered down beer?
do you like classical shit? never figured you for that tbh
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classical ? i guess. D calls some of it classics. its always loud and got a lot of screaming and guitar solos
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they would? and kobra wouldnt shit himself? huhuhuhuhu
nah nah nah that aint classics
well its old school classics but like, instrumentals and shit
you talkin acoustic guitar stuff??
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then whats classics ? cause thats what d calls a classic and hes a lot older than you so hes smarter and hed know
i guess ?? guitars are always involved. cant have music without a guitar
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