Reuben [92]
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Post by Reuben [92] on Jan 18, 2012 21:20:53 GMT -5
Well, this place just… sucked.
The bars were rusty, the color scheme was utterly boring, and if he could smell, Reuben was sure it would stink like.. a sewer.
The Grey-and-red doll sat rather dejectedly against the door of his cell, arms hanging out of the openings like a cliche robber-in-the-slammer.
After Cobweb "apprehended" and "escorted" him back to the Mark, Fable had shut him back in here barely a minute later. Apparently he was still a member of the damn faction but that woman was too strict to trust him so quickly. Then again..
The doll's gaze shifted lazily to his right arm, which lay still just like the other one. If it hadn't been for that thing, he'd be lounging around in his medic's quarters instead of a prison cell.
"You're an asshole on purpose, aren't you?" He said to the machine that was his limb, and if it replied, it wasn't aloud. The doll did narrow his optics at something, though, and sent a glad at the hand that was technically his. But not really. Or something.
Ugh.
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49
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Post by 49 on Jan 18, 2012 21:41:31 GMT -5
"No, actually." Her voice was soft and playful, like a spritely being. There was a hesitation, though. A lack of confidence. But 49 stepped into Reuben's line of view, beyond the bars. "I try to be nice." She was smiling, as if she knew full well that this dark doll was not speaking to her.
True, she hadn't been told much. Just that her services were needed in the jail. She dutifully and punctually arrived, carrying her pencil and paper to make notes.
49 was a professional, after all.
"You're..Reuben." She confirmed gently. "I'm 49." The she-doll folded her legs into a lotus form, as to be on his same level. Her hand extended towards his for a formal shake, smiling warmly. Somewhere she wondered what this doll had done to get locked away.
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Reuben [92]
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Post by Reuben [92] on Jan 18, 2012 22:16:44 GMT -5
The voice startled him - that's what happens when you aren't expecting one. Unfortunately for Reuben, it had a negative tweak on his air of cool. The front of his head smacked against the bar just there with a metallic clang, causing the insides of his head to jumble up for a few seconds.
He yanked his hands back into the cell to rub at his head, just after which he raised it and sent a glare out at the doll sitting just outside.
"Well, aren't you.. colorful." The Australian accent was pretty strong, and it worked well for his type. "49."
An immature grin spread onto the prisoner's face and he leaned back a bit, supporting himself with his hands against the dirt, and pointedly refusing to take her hand in greeting. "So what's this about, is this my 'one visit'?~" He wiggled the ridges above his optics suggestively, tilting his head to the side.
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Post by 49 on Jan 18, 2012 22:38:05 GMT -5
49 put her hand down after effectively ruining any dignity her companion would have hoped to portray. She hid an inappropriate smile behind a silvered hand. His glare didn't trouble her too much, to be honest. Worse had befallen her than a dirty look beyond iron bars.
"Interesting choice of words. But yes, I am colorful." She said softly with a whisper of a smile. She dropped her hand as he refused it, and arched a brow at his expression. It was leering, almost. If 49 had flesh and blood, her cheeks would have flushed bright.
"I-I don't know what you're talking about," she stammered, caught entirely off guard. "You're a stranger, why would--nevermind." 49 placed a hand to her face and sighed. "I'm a doctor. A psychologist."
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Reuben [92]
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Post by Reuben [92] on Jan 18, 2012 22:52:05 GMT -5
Reuben just sat there, grinning his ass off, one optic lidded as he watched her fluster under her reply. It was too easy sometimes. Too bad he was always behind something whenever he found a flirt-able girl; last time it was a glass bottle, this time these damned iron bars.
"Your stuttering and words make me assume you were thinking about it." He continued to smile out at the other Mark doll, amused to his toes at how she responded to such an innocent question. No way in hell would he let her walk out of here with all of her comfort.
But her last words made Reuben's face fall; it was obvious who she was here for. He looked aside at the empty cell next to his and jabbed the thumb of his normal hand over towards it. "Looks like he's asleep. Maybe you should come back later." He'd meant that suggestion seriously, and had lidded his optics into another glare - he didn't need a psychologist, damn it all - but then the subtleties of his words crept in and he smiled smugly again, amused at his own cleverness. "Much later."
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Post by 49 on Jan 18, 2012 23:15:00 GMT -5
"..." 49 didn't know what to say. How was she supposed to react to that? True, things like this had been said before, but it was different. She sighed and drug a hand down her optics in impatience. "Are you quite done?" 49 asked, only to be met with an even bolder suggestion.
"You're not going to get out of here if you spend all of our time trying to get me to spark you." 49 raised a brow, barely visible under her dark bangs. He was smug. "I'm here to try to get you on the right track so Fable can clear you to rejoin us." At least, that's what 49 assumed. She had to push past how incredibly awkward his comments made her feel to do the best for his sake.
Which did not involve late night rendezvous.
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Reuben [92]
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Post by Reuben [92] on Jan 18, 2012 23:40:27 GMT -5
"Okay. You want to be serious? We can be serious." He shifted slightly, so he could see her better between the bars - and her him. He spoke clearly, as if she was a bit thick and needed help to understand. "I doubt Fable's gonna just let me out because the resident psychologist says I'm good to go." He gripped the bars idly with his fists, scowling out at her with no trace of the lightheartedness from before.
"My personality and my head aren't the problem, miss." He pushed off the bars and let his weight fall back, all the way, until he had flopped over entirely. Childish? Maybe. But dammit, he didn't need some know-it-all doctor examining his inner self.
But then again.. there had to be a reason Fable would've sent 49. He might be a bit stubborn, but his head worked right and he was capable of thinking things through. "What exactly did the misses tell you, doc'?"
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Post by 49 on Jan 20, 2012 0:24:33 GMT -5
"What Fable mentioned to me doesn't matter. We're here about you, not her." A faint, congenial smile, even in face of his sudden distasteful disposition and immature outburst. 49's optics narrowed a bit, dealing out the same seriousness, if not more artfully.
"So let's talk." 49 tapped her fingers together, not concerned with notetaking. He didn't seem the type to appreciate her recording their conversation. "I can ask you about your family and your life and your feelings, or you can be upfront with me so I don't have to mess with my bag of psychological trickeries."
Oh yes, she was in the zone. Articulate, almost. "Tell me what happened. What ended you up here?" Easy questions first. Start small.
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Reuben [92]
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Post by Reuben [92] on Jan 20, 2012 0:38:41 GMT -5
Reuben let his mouth fall open in preparation of a comeback, but it quickly shut itself. His optics narrowed and he pushed himself back up into a slightly more seated position, eyeing 49 a bit more carefully now. He was used to people talking down on him, and even rebuking him for his bad behavior, but usually they gave up if he 1. flirted with them or 2. they just got tired of trying. 49 seemed rather determined to work.
The more.. charming side of Reuben very powerfully debated using the "back of trickeries" line as a perverted joke, but the point seemed moot now. "It does matter, because it's my business. I never signed anything that said you could be my psychologist, lady."
Wait. Did that part of society even exist anymore? Who'd ever heard of a contract for stitchpunks?
Without waiting for a response from her, Reuben clicked his optics shut for a second, opening them back up as he leaned on the bars, grinning softly out at her. "I got put in here by a tall white witch, that's what happened. Shocker, isn't it?" He tried to make himself sound amused, but that didn't happen. His voice was tight, instead, an effort to keep it contained.
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Post by 49 on Jan 20, 2012 0:50:19 GMT -5
"Being stubborn isn't charming you know." 49 articulated, lacing her metallic fingers under her chin, elbows propped on her legs. "I reiterate: I'm trying to help you get out of here. So either you talk to me, or you rot. And neither of us want that."
A small sigh. She wanted to do her job here. It was her new purpose, so she should be able to actually do it. A flickering doubt alight upon her mind. What if she failed here, too? No. 49 shook the idea away mentally and refocused. "Why did she put you in here?
Keep him focused. Already, his jovial carelessness was crumbling. Maybe she'd get something real out of him.
Maybe.
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Reuben [92]
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Post by Reuben [92] on Jan 20, 2012 1:06:53 GMT -5
"Aww, how sweet. You care whether I rot or not?" He joked, pressing his forehead into the bars, but he still didn't manage the right tone of voice for such an answer. He really, truly didn't think some psychologist and her sessions could get him out of here. It was the damn machine - it had nothing to do with him and his psychology. Or whatever.
After some moments of deliberation, he lifted his right hand - the machine one, and waved it out at her through the bars. "Say hello to my little friend."
He didn't leave it out close to her, though - she seemed like the type that would think that was an offer to shake hands again, and he really didn't want to accidentally hurt her.
"My problem is physical, not mental. Fable is scared that if she lets me out of here, the Factory will find this place pretty fast. So you'll excuse me if I don't think some woman like you is going to help me out of here."
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Post by 49 on Jan 20, 2012 1:15:42 GMT -5
"..."
49 looked closely at his..hand. A machine hand. She thought that was a little strange, but she'd seen some stranger things in her life. Been through stranger things. He was tense, that much she could see. His tone and body language totally betrayed his words.
"I see." She brought a finger to the bridge between her optics, mirroring an old habit of sliding her glasses on the proper spot on her nose. "Why don't you remove it? Surely there are other arms available to you now. Or have a mechanic fix it?"
The obvious was that these, for whatever reason, couldn't be done. But nothing was "obvious" for 49, not in that she didn't think of them, but that she didn't want to make assumptions. Assumptions build lies and rumors.
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Reuben [92]
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Post by Reuben [92] on Jan 20, 2012 1:23:20 GMT -5
Reuben's expression changed to something unamused and maybe even hateful, and he muttered, "Shut up." in a normal tone of voice.. it wasn't directed at 49, but there was probably little to indicate otherwise. The machine arm gave a small twitch, making the metal CLNK against the bars of the cell slightly.
He did change his facial feature when he responded to her questions, though. It felt odd to actually talk about this thing; usually that only happened when someone was trying to kill him or something and he had to think of some way to convince them otherwise. "I'm a sparking medic, lady. Don't you think I would've removed the damn thing years ago if I could have?"
The machine arm tensed suddenly, the fingers gripping a bar of the prison so tightly that after a moment there was the slight sound of creaking metal. Its voice was audible to anyone close by, but the language was definitely machine. "Watch yourself, boy. I won't tolerate you trying to plot some way to remove me. You may as well shut up now."
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Post by 49 on Jan 20, 2012 1:30:40 GMT -5
49 managed not to indicate any hurt in her face. True, she'd been told worse than simply to shut up, but it didn't mean she liked it. She shedoll watched very carefully as he spoke, sight trained on the arm. Especially when it jerked around and grabbed the bars. "..What are-"
Then the machine voice broke in, a voice that 49 could not understand. But she recognized it and shuddered. It didn't come from Reuben from what she could tell..it was his arm.
"What does it do?" She asked quietly. "Tell me about it." Her optics never left the appendage.
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Reuben [92]
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Post by Reuben [92] on Jan 20, 2012 2:04:44 GMT -5
Reuben's own expression didn't change much as the machine spoke. It was nothing new, really. And he was used to its threats. He spoke calmly to the thing, optics lidded as if he were rather bored with the whole thing. "Listen, you wanna rot in here forever or what?"
"Neither of us can rot, so that question is pointless. We can both just wait until the bars corrode."
Reuben looked back up at 49 with the same bored look, running his mind through some things and coming to a decision rather fast. "I have come to my senses and have decided to spill every little detail about this arm."
He burst out with a short laugh as the machine arm tensed a bit more on the bar, but he didn't respond to it if it said anything.
"It's wired into my system and if I even try to pull it out it'll rip my innards apart. It's supposed to be wirelessly connected to the bigger machine it came from but whatever Fable did to it down here, I don't think it's been able to contact it for a long time."
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