Any way you slice it, Eddy looks nervous. That is, of course, just one of his default settings, along with: awkward, uncomfortable, and maybe indigestion. Crouched over the small, mouse-eared robot, he keeps fiddling with this joint or re-tightening that bolt and when he isn't, he's chipping at the last remains of the black varnish on his nails. This is the first competition since he joined the Magirobotics team and Eddy, for as shy and antisocial as he seems to be, puts a lot of stock in how well he can contribute to a team. He also, unfortunately, is very terrible at dancing.
Forcing himself to still his hands, due more to lack of time than anything else, he stares at the robot for a long pause. Mickey the First seems to recognize this is an important moment and stops her exploring to perch atop Mickey the Second's head, waiting. Another beat, and then a single 'yep' that evokes a whole silent litany of oh Merlin oh fuck this is really happening along with it. It's not much of a pep talk.
THE ARTIFICING SHED: Eddy and Chanel Do A Pep Talk
Chanel, on the other hand, is buzzing with excitement. Eddy did literally all of the work in Mickey II’s actual creation, but she’s certainly taking credit for the robot’s soul. Or at least for the way it actually looks graceful dancing. Sometimes. With a dark sleeve, she shines up one of her baby’s ears.
“You’re going to knock everyone else dead,” she coos, giving the bot an air kiss and then nudging Eddy in the arm with her elbow to perhaps jostle him out of any nerves. “And so will you.”
THE ARTIFICING SHED: Eddy and Chanel Do A Pep Talk
The jostle is like pushing a reset button on the whirling in Eddy's brain. He needs those sometimes, a physical push to keep him from getting lost forever in his thoughts. Chanel's draws out a small smile as his attention shifts to her. It's still full of nervous tension, but it's thankful too - for the reboot, that she has his back, and everything she's done to help with the creation of Mickey II.
He makes a belated show of cupping his hands over the mousebot's round little ears. "Careful with the d-word around the bots. Not great at telling when people are joking."
THE ARTIFICING SHED: Eddy and Chanel Do A Pep Talk
Chanel can see the reset. She moves to lean companionably on his shoulder, to really keep the motor whirring, as it were. She’s certainly not one to say this in so many words, but she really is proud of him and what he’s achieved, here. It looks difficult, and at the very least, he’s stepping so far outside his comfort zone. But all of that would sound stupid out loud.
She lets her grin become a little manic, instead, the kind of smile a supervillain would make. “Oh, you see, though, I’d love your robot to start the technological insurrection. We’d be spared, as its creators.”
THE ARTIFICING SHED: Eddy and Chanel Do A Pep Talk
Yeah. Saying words out loud is hard. Especially when they're feeling words and they come out all jumbled and stupid sounding. Eddy doesn't shrink away from the pressure on his shoulder. Some things don't need words. He keeps his movements careful now not to abruptly jostle Chanel.
"Less it's anything like its namesake." He scoops up the small field mouse he constantly complains about, yet is rarely seen without, holding her in his palm for Chanel's consideration. Mickey chitters a little with indignation. "Then we're in real trouble."
Ramona spends a lot of time around Honey, being that they're roommates and both spend most of their free time in the Artificing workshop. If they weren't largely silent people by nature, Ramona might have gotten sick of her by now. But as it is, Honey's presence at the Magirobotics workbench is approximately equivalent to any given piece of furniture. The usual set-up is all disrupted today, though. Things have been rearranged to make a dance floor. She's in Honey's territory instead of her own workstation. Freshmen are here.
Ramona's not really nervous about the dance-off. She knows what lackluster moves her robot is capable of, and they're not winners. But neither is anyone else on the team, as evidence by their consistently poor performance. Any rhythmic movement at all is a win.
Something else is nagging at her.
"Keep an eye out for thieves," she warns Honey in a stage-whispered aside. There are spare parts scattered all over the worktables, and she can only imagine it must look like a treasure trove to the Muscheron. She's still not over the fact that they stole Dr. Ranui's charge stones last month.
Honey slams an allen wrench down on the work table and it makes a startlingly loud noise in the otherwise quiet space. She doesn't mean to be annoying; the thought of someone stealing from Dr. Ranui just distresses her immensely and she has no better way of expressing that ?emotion. Frankly, she's still not over last month's incident.
"We should catalog," she decides abruptly and you can almost see the little list of priorities she stores in her brain shuffling orders. "So that we know if something goes missing."
THE ARTIFICING SHED: Ramona & Honey... hatch a very bad idea
"We can do that," Ramona says in a way that suggests she think it'd be a waste of time. "But even if we know what we take that's not going to stop them from taking it."
She's also rankled, but a little better at keeping a lid on it than Honey is. Thank all her recent practice quieting her mind in Occlumency class. As Honey stews beside her, she narrows her eyes and surveys the Artificing workshop. The barn is a nightmare, security-wise. Even with Honey's help it'd take her months to even remotely Muscheron-proof it. But the pests seem like they might be capable of learning from their mistakes, and that improves the range of options available to Dr. Ranui's unrequested defense squad.
"What if we set up some traps?" she asks. "Humane traps." Of course.
THE ARTIFICING SHED: Ramona & Honey... hatch a very bad idea
Honey cocks her head, clearly intrigued. Carefully, she starts to pick up the equipment and scraps in front of her on the bench, clearing out a 2x2 work space for her newest, worst project.
"Is is inhumane if we don't release them?" She asks as she picks up and admires a somehow-menacing pair of pliers.
THE ARTIFICING SHED: Ramona & Honey... hatch a very bad idea
"Communication is key," Honey obviously parrots from early childhood programming, providing unimpeachable proof that public access television benefits kids.
Sort of. She may not have internalized every Everything Bagel Street lesson, because next, she whispers, "I want them to know fear."
THE ARTIFICING SHED: Ramona & Honey... hatch a very bad idea
"Just a little fear," Ramona agrees, because they're still trying to be humane. She grabs Honey's notepad and flips to a blank page to sketch out a rudimentary live trap. These will only take them an hour to make, and they're pretty innocuous contraptions. "What's good Muscheron bait?" she asks, trying to remember what they'd had in their little illegal shoe train.
THE ARTIFICING SHED: Ramona & Honey... hatch a very bad idea
"Something shiny," Honey replies, peering over Ramona's shoulder at her first draft blueprint. "Valuable. But not too valuable. In case we do a bad job."
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THE ARTIFICING SHED
THE ARTIFICING SHED: Eddy and Chanel Do A Pep Talk
Forcing himself to still his hands, due more to lack of time than anything else, he stares at the robot for a long pause. Mickey the First seems to recognize this is an important moment and stops her exploring to perch atop Mickey the Second's head, waiting. Another beat, and then a single 'yep' that evokes a whole silent litany of oh Merlin oh fuck this is really happening along with it. It's not much of a pep talk.
THE ARTIFICING SHED: Eddy and Chanel Do A Pep Talk
“You’re going to knock everyone else dead,” she coos, giving the bot an air kiss and then nudging Eddy in the arm with her elbow to perhaps jostle him out of any nerves. “And so will you.”
THE ARTIFICING SHED: Eddy and Chanel Do A Pep Talk
He makes a belated show of cupping his hands over the mousebot's round little ears. "Careful with the d-word around the bots. Not great at telling when people are joking."
THE ARTIFICING SHED: Eddy and Chanel Do A Pep Talk
She lets her grin become a little manic, instead, the kind of smile a supervillain would make. “Oh, you see, though, I’d love your robot to start the technological insurrection. We’d be spared, as its creators.”
THE ARTIFICING SHED: Eddy and Chanel Do A Pep Talk
"Less it's anything like its namesake." He scoops up the small field mouse he constantly complains about, yet is rarely seen without, holding her in his palm for Chanel's consideration. Mickey chitters a little with indignation. "Then we're in real trouble."
THE ARTIFICING SHED: Ramona & Honey
Ramona's not really nervous about the dance-off. She knows what lackluster moves her robot is capable of, and they're not winners. But neither is anyone else on the team, as evidence by their consistently poor performance. Any rhythmic movement at all is a win.
Something else is nagging at her.
"Keep an eye out for thieves," she warns Honey in a stage-whispered aside. There are spare parts scattered all over the worktables, and she can only imagine it must look like a treasure trove to the Muscheron. She's still not over the fact that they stole Dr. Ranui's charge stones last month.
THE ARTIFICING SHED: Ramona & Honey
"We should catalog," she decides abruptly and you can almost see the little list of priorities she stores in her brain shuffling orders. "So that we know if something goes missing."
THE ARTIFICING SHED: Ramona & Honey... hatch a very bad idea
She's also rankled, but a little better at keeping a lid on it than Honey is. Thank all her recent practice quieting her mind in Occlumency class. As Honey stews beside her, she narrows her eyes and surveys the Artificing workshop. The barn is a nightmare, security-wise. Even with Honey's help it'd take her months to even remotely Muscheron-proof it. But the pests seem like they might be capable of learning from their mistakes, and that improves the range of options available to Dr. Ranui's unrequested defense squad.
"What if we set up some traps?" she asks. "Humane traps." Of course.
THE ARTIFICING SHED: Ramona & Honey... hatch a very bad idea
"Is is inhumane if we don't release them?" She asks as she picks up and admires a somehow-menacing pair of pliers.
THE ARTIFICING SHED: Ramona & Honey... hatch a very bad idea
THE ARTIFICING SHED: Ramona & Honey... hatch a very bad idea
Sort of. She may not have internalized every Everything Bagel Street lesson, because next, she whispers, "I want them to know fear."
THE ARTIFICING SHED: Ramona & Honey... hatch a very bad idea
THE ARTIFICING SHED: Ramona & Honey... hatch a very bad idea