Emmett + Markus, Sep 5

Sep 05 17:17:08 <Knave>	In the gazebo, looking out over the courtyard, Emmett sits in a high-collared coat peering at passing students through his goggles. Every so often, he begins muttering to himself, or writes something down in his notebook, or adjusts the goggles with a gloved hand. The strange looks he's getting don't seem to bother him.
Sep 05 17:21:43 <DarnellJermaine>	Markus spots Emmett on the Gazebo as he's walking out of the commons and waves at him, going towards him at sort of a light trot. "Hey- hey, Emett! Emett! Remember how I helped you with that machine for El?" he says, gasping for breath a bit once he reaches his spot, "Well, I've got a whole new project for us now- or, 2 really, but we can do em one at a time!"
Sep 05 17:24:37 <Knave>	Emmett nods only very slightly at Markus' greeting, his attention on whatever work he's currently carrying out. "The parts were inferior. Inadequate." He says, "Useful to me only in highlighting the importance of the use of precisely the correct materials for the device." He makes a 'hrmm' noise, then casts a glance at Markus, "However, until such time as I can finance those materials, my talents are unused.
Sep 05 17:24:37 <Knave>	What do you propose?"
Sep 05 17:27:56 <DarnellJermaine>	Markus seemed a bit offended by his words, "Hey motherf- dude, I mean. I said I couldn't get you anything fancy, but I got you shit that works. What do I look like, I'm made of money?" Emmett may notice Markus's mechanical arm looks different- much sleeker and more advanced, almost like technology not from this world, and no more whirring noises! "Anyways, there's two friends of mine- or maybe only really one, not sure, that could use mechanical bodies. Now, I can make some shoddy junkbots all on my own- but I was hoping with your knowledge and use of magical science, we could make something semi decent and nice for them." One of them was Markus's friend sorta, the other was actually a request from someone else for /their/ friend, but those were just trivial details.
Sep 05 17:33:26 <Knave>	Emmett's eyes seem to focus on the horizon past Markus for a bit, then he snaps his notebook shut. "I certainly think that I could be of great use to you, yes. I can think of none other with such expertise. Practise. Knowledge." He stands, all five foot of him, as dramatically as one can imagine, "However, such a task is a large undertaking. Each body - and I presume that both of your friends will require one tailored to individual specification - will require many times the planning, the craft, the work, the artifice of the walking device. They, too, will require superior materials." He crosses his arms behind his back. "I cannot produce miracles from nothing."
Sep 05 17:42:38 <DarnellJermaine>	Markus nods his head knowingly, only 5'2" himself, so to him Emmett doesn't necessarily seem so small actually. "I understand- and just to be clear, I like to think of our partnership as more than just us using each other for experiments, and I hope I'm not pushing my limits. As for pay... I don't have much, but I'll give you all the money I have ($400) if needed, and of course I'm still your assistant with your projects- after all, I do hope to learn from the best" he gives a sly grin at that, "Ultimately, the choice is yours. If I have to, I can make the shitty junk bodies, but I'm sure my frie- clients, would appreciate something nicer. These are /gifts/, after all"
Sep 05 17:47:16 <Knave>	"Hrm." Emmett's face softens slightly, "Of course, I can sympathize with your intentions. We all wish to do the best we can for the people we care about." He nods. "I will assist you as much as I can. For these works, and these works alone, I will extract no fee, though I must rely on you to pay for any materials we might need. Now-" Emmett's mouth twists up into his little ratty smile, no wider than his mouth at rest, "What manner of miracle would you have me construct, precisely, Markus?"
Sep 05 17:51:13 <DarnellJermaine>	Markus almost tears up a bit- it was nice having friends. Until El and Sebastian showed up, he'd been bitter save for his family and one of his old friends, but now he was even making his own! He attempted to wrap Emmett up in a big hug first, before pulling away to speak up, "I uh- didn't think that far ahead yet" to be honest, he was afraid Emmett would've said no. "I suppose I've gotta ask em about what they want the robot to look like and stuff- it just has to be a functional body that can move and talk and stuff, both the people I have in mind can do the rest. One can enter machines and take control, the other can enter any human-like brain from what I've hea- I mean from what she told me, so one of them will have to have a synthetic humanlike brain, and then she can take over the rest. Organs and normal bodily functions are irrelevant for both"
Sep 05 17:59:29 <Knave>	Emmett shrinks slightly from the attempted hug, then begins pacing, thumb on his chin as he speaks, "Ah, that certainly expedites our concerns. The first is a trivial matter. Machine, inhabited by consciousness. Requires existing motive? Necessary to know, but assume yes - optimal design minimal fuel low complexity would prefer clockwork." He looks up sharply, pulling himself from his muttering, then clears his throat and looks back at Markus, "I would of course like to know the intricacies of the anomalies at play. They are integral to the design. The second case, the brain is the difficulty. Possible to construct, easier to re-purpose." He ahems, "Artificial nervous system more challenging than simple humanoid machinery, but can likely utilize similar mechanisms to first body." He pauses in place at last and makes a gesture with one hand as if throwing dust to the wind, "Beyond that, concerns are largely aesthetic."
Sep 05 18:06:08 <DarnellJermaine>	Markus nods his head, trying to recount the details. He explains to the best of his understanding how Kira and Dorothy work, and their anatomies from what they've told him and what he's gathered, enough information hopefully to help guide the creation process. "As for preferences... I'll have to visit them and ask" it doesn't help he personally hasn't met this Dorothy person yet, hopefully she wouldn't be too hard to flag down. "Do you think this will work?"
Sep 05 18:10:27 <Knave>	Emmett looks up at Markus from his notebook, with a smile that looks substantially more human than most of the expressions Emmett makes, even if it is a smile of pride and ego, "Work? Of course, it will work. The principles are simple. To make it merely work would not require an artificer of your talent nor a scientist of my intellect. Provided time and materials, Markus, these creations will not only work, they will excel." He looks up, holding a triumphant fist up in front of him, seeming at once comical and somehow taller.
Sep 05 18:12:21 <DarnellJermaine>	Markus almost goes to hug him again, but after his reaction to the first one, he comically move his arm a bit higher up and gives Emmett sort of an awkward, vertical fist bump. "Awesome! Can't wait to get started. But before that uh- anything else you wanted to do today? I'm kinda tired out from talking about all that stuff. We could just chill if you want"
Sep 05 18:17:29 <Knave>	Emmett, mildly perplexed from the fist bump, coughs awkwardly. "Well, I was just now merely observing the student body, collecting data. Mostly trivial. You are welcome to join me, if you wish." He slouches, rubs one arm, "Or, we could chill." He says it like an old man would - the word 'chill' really doesn't fit his voice.
Sep 05 18:18:56 <DarnellJermaine>	"I don't mind either way dude- I can help you out. That is..." a creepy looking smile forms on his face, "You wanna hear something /awesome/. That's right, I'm talkin' about /reaaaal/ music!"
Sep 05 18:20:25 <Knave>	No flicker of emotion crosses Emmett's face while he considers the offer, arms behind his back. Finally, he nods slightly and acquiesces, "Very well."
Sep 05 18:27:54 <DarnellJermaine>	"Alright- come with me shnitzel!" Markus says, grabbing Emmett and dragging him back to the commons and towards his room. It was a bit messy, but Emmett probably wouldn't mind (at least Markus hoped as much).
Sep 05 18:32:42 <Knave>	Emmett certainly doesn't comment on it, nor does he comment on the term 'schnitzel' beyond a raised eyebrow. As soon as his arm is returned to him, he straightens up and raises his goggles to his forehead before crossing his arms behind his back. "Well?"
Sep 05 18:35:45 <DarnellJermaine>	Markus opens the door to his room for Emmett in an over the top fashion- revealing a floor filled with CDs with just enough room for a path to the bed and to the disc player, and a wall covered with posters of obscure metal bands that Emmett has probably never heard of. "Well? Come on in!"
Sep 05 18:38:33 <Knave>	Emmett steps in, casting his eyes once around the room with a slight nod, saying "Danke." apparently automatically. He fiddles with the goggles on his forehead for a moment while he looks at the posters, but doesn't put them back on.
Sep 05 18:44:09 <DarnellJermaine>	Markus casually picks up a random CD from out of the piles around his room, a stupid grin on his face. "Oh yeah- Mega Death Urethra Thrashers, you'll /love/ these guys- I think they have German roots or something" he says, taking out the disc delicately and putting it into the large machine in the back and cranking up the volume. Suddenly, loud, hardcore black metal music begins bursting out of the speakers.
Sep 05 18:47:37 <Knave>	Emmett remains comically stoic, stood perfectly still, expression unchanging as the music blares. "An interesting name." He comments in a conversational tone, not quite loud enough to overcome the speakers.
Sep 05 18:49:15 <DarnellJermaine>	"They kick fuckin ASS" he shouted loud, banging his head like crazy and moving like a spastic, glitchy robot. "I /LOVE/ this shit! This is REAL music!"
Sep 05 18:52:16 <Knave>	Emmett nods haltingly. "Certainly, its reality cannot be disputed. It is palpable. Practically tangible." He pulls his goggles down over his eyes again, "It certainly excites the senses. Is this the music of soldiers? Fighters, of some kind?"
Sep 05 18:53:00 <DarnellJermaine>	"Fighters for REAL MUSIC. Against shit like SOCIETY and FAKE PEOPLE" Normally Markus wasn't that bad to hang around, but when it came to music- he was kiiiinda a cringe lord. "THIS IS THE MUSIC OF A REVOLUTIOOOOOON"
Sep 05 18:56:36 <Knave>	"I... see." Behind the goggles, Emmett's eyebrows lower in thought, a slight frown crosses his face for a moment. It was hard to focus in this noise. Threads ran away from him, dancing in syncopation. The music certainly wasn't made with careful thought in mind, rather action, excitement, the instant rather than the hour. Thoughts he would voice, if only he could hear himself.
Sep 05 18:58:08 <DarnellJermaine>	After about 12 minutes of that blaring insanity, typical length of a song for the shit Markus enjoys, the music winds down to his end. "Oh fuck yeah.... wait til the next track!" now was the calm before the next storm, Emmett's chance to speak up if he so wished.
Sep 05 18:59:40 <Knave>	"Perhaps," He starts up, holding up a finger, "A bit quieter, if you wouldn't mind." He touches two fingers to his temple, "I am quite unused to such volume, and music of such intensity."
Sep 05 19:01:01 <DarnellJermaine>	"Oh... right!" Markus laughs nervously, "I understand- it can be a lot of epic awesome truth for a newbie to hear" he says, cranking down the volume so it was still pretty loud, but no longer ear-drum busting noise, more like enough to fill up the room rather than the building. "That better buddy?"
Sep 05 19:03:28 <Knave>	"Much. Thank you." Emmett says with relief, now more able to ponder the practical aspects of integrating some kind of headphones into all of his goggles. "I take it you are very passionate about music?"
Sep 05 19:10:33 <DarnellJermaine>	"Yeah, I hate bullshit poser POP music. Music is my soul- music was there for me when kids were b-" that was a story for another time, "Long story short- good music is ETERNAL and speaks what we FEEL, you get me shnitzel?" Markus should really lay off the nickname until he knew Emmett better, but he was all riled up now.
Sep 05 19:12:34 <Knave>	Emmett frowns again at the nickname, but is too polite to mention it. "Yes. Certainly a noble idea. The arts are the transcendental expressions of humanity. Without them, our scientific endeavour would be without use. They are the ends of our means."
Sep 05 19:14:49 <DarnellJermaine>	"Yo, thats deep poetry man! You should write songs and stuff- chicks dig musicians dude! In fact, I actually sing-" oh god no please don't, "I'll have to show you some time" oh thank goodness crisis averted.
Sep 05 19:16:02 <Knave>	Emmett waves the comment away, "I am no poet. There is no craft or elegance to my words, I speak simply." He shakes his head, "Oration, perhaps, but not art. No."
Sep 05 19:20:38 <DarnellJermaine>	"I disagree my dude- I know we haven't known eachother long, but you have passion- you have ambition, life. When I see you talk about your craft- you seem to light up. I feel a whole array of intense emotions. Maybe I'm looking too much into it- but the way I see it- that's beautiful. And beauty is art" surprisingly deep for a recently revealed cringelord.
Sep 05 19:23:19 <Knave>	Emmett shrugs, and makes another casual hand gesture, apparently uninterested in arguing the point further. "There is logic in what you say."
Sep 05 19:25:14 <DarnellJermaine>	Markus gives Emmett a hardy pat on the back and sits on the bed nearby, grabbing the remote and turning the volume much lower, "Y'know, there's a lot I still don't know about you. Outside your science and magic, you just seem to agree with me, which is great and all, but I wanna hear about you too, man. We're friends, after all." he pauses for a moment, "Err, we're friends- right?"
Sep 05 19:28:17 <Knave>	Emmett hesitates a moment, then nods. "Apologies. I am something of a private person. But yes, I think of you as a friend." A sort of colour rises to his cheeks - it might be called blushing it weren't just a slightly deeper shade on his sallow skin. "I am afraid there is not much to me beyond my studies. I have been deeply immersed in them for some time, I am afraid that as a companion, I am remarkably tedious."
Sep 05 19:29:23 <DarnellJermaine>	"Hey man- you're not tedious. Sorry if I seem a like I'm prodding and stuff, I totally get the privacy thing. But you know man- if you ever need anything at this school- and I'm not just talkin as your lab assistant- you let me know, ok bud?"
Sep 05 19:30:52 <Knave>	"Thank you. It is quite all right." He smiles his rodent-smile again, "It is heartening to hear that, indeed. I hope you feel that you too can treat me in kind."
Sep 05 19:33:15 <DarnellJermaine>	-scene chilled-