Re: The Gradual Massacre (GBS2G4) [Round 1: Focal High School]
06-01-2010, 10:32 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by whoosh!.
Acacia scanned over the wall and nodded. She closed her eyes, shuddered slightly and re-focused her attention back onto the werewolf.
"Thank you," she intoned in a distinctly mechanical voice. "That was certainly the best choice. While I am able to read lips, with someone of your... type, there would be obvious difficulties." A smile lit up her face, with all the brightness and duration of a lightning strike. The formal robot act returned in its stead, bringing the perfectly neutral expression and the robotic voice with it.
"This computer/teacher construct sounds interesting. I will be glad to aid you in finding a sufficient number of people for this purpose. And having someone who can hear little creepers coming will be useful."
She proffered a hand towards the werewolf as to shake hands, dropping the boots and stripping off the glove on her right hand first. The corners of her mouth twitched into a small smile.
"A truce then, Pluck. Sealed with a handshake. And then we can begin. I will follow you, since you appear to have a better grasp of these surroundings already."
Acacia scanned over the wall and nodded. She closed her eyes, shuddered slightly and re-focused her attention back onto the werewolf.
"Thank you," she intoned in a distinctly mechanical voice. "That was certainly the best choice. While I am able to read lips, with someone of your... type, there would be obvious difficulties." A smile lit up her face, with all the brightness and duration of a lightning strike. The formal robot act returned in its stead, bringing the perfectly neutral expression and the robotic voice with it.
"This computer/teacher construct sounds interesting. I will be glad to aid you in finding a sufficient number of people for this purpose. And having someone who can hear little creepers coming will be useful."
She proffered a hand towards the werewolf as to shake hands, dropping the boots and stripping off the glove on her right hand first. The corners of her mouth twitched into a small smile.
"A truce then, Pluck. Sealed with a handshake. And then we can begin. I will follow you, since you appear to have a better grasp of these surroundings already."