Emmett + Milli, Oct 22

Oct 22 20:03:16 <SpookyBee>	-CLAIMED FOR THE TENTACLE BABY-
Oct 22 20:04:34 <SpookyBee>	Milli shuffles calmly through the dorm halls, wearing her usual maid costume and a fluffy kitty hat, today! She's returning from mid-day classes, and her backpack is secured on her shoulders...
Oct 22 20:08:00 <Knave>	From around the corner steps heavily what appears, at first, to be a B-movie mad scientist. His gloved hand grabs the corner of the wall as he rounds it and his askew labcoat flaps around his legs as the momentum turns. His head whips around searching, a cloud of frazzled orange hair floating behind it, goggled eyes settling on Milli. He pauses for a second, looking at her, then nods to himself and steps towards her. "You." He points a gloved hand, and smiles oddly beneath the eye-obscuring goggles, "Tell me, what is it you want?"
Oct 22 20:10:37 <SpookyBee>	Milli blinks, skitting to a dead stop and staring at Emmet like he's a nutter! "... I am... Do I want anything...? I am unsure... What are you doing?"
Oct 22 20:12:30 <Knave>	"Research." He says shortly, then tilts his head as he examines her. Stutteringly he begins to pace around her, hunched slightly, his lips moving feverishly as he almost vocalizes his stream of consciousness. "What do you want? If you could ask for anything-" He arrives back in front of her, coming to a stop like a weasel with its eye on something, "What would you ask for?"
Oct 22 20:13:06 <SpookyBee>	"..." Milli thinks for a few moments- "... A toaster strudle."
Oct 22 20:16:52 <Knave>	Momentarily, his lips flatten into a short grey line, seemingly displeased. Then, he begins to mutter, "Preference like, favoured food, sweets, desserts - answer to the craving and the feeling of desire. Instant gratification. Bypass preparation. Convenience. A-" He stops, as something appears to derail his train of thought, and his drifting gaze snapped back to Milli, "/Toaster strudel/? This is... strudel... made in a toaster?"
Oct 22 20:18:19 <SpookyBee>	"... It is like a flakey fluffy poptart..."
Oct 22 20:20:38 <Knave>	Emmett's mouth froze in a squat, upturned U shape for a few seconds while he resists the urge to bemoan North America. "Regardless." He says, waving away the idea with a gloved hand, "Tell me in your own words, why of all things in the world you want this?"
Oct 22 20:22:12 <SpookyBee>	"... I do not know..." Milli shrugs- Then thinks about something else. "... Could I have nicer hips? I think Zita would like that... I wish to have nicer hips."
Oct 22 20:24:11 <Knave>	Emmett's small, ratty mouth flickers through a number of shapes in the space of a few seconds. "You might. You might." He nods distractedly, then snaps back to attention and extends his hand to shake, "I am Emmett Epstein. I work miracles." There is the hint of a Bavarian German accent in the introduction.
Oct 22 20:26:53 <SpookyBee>	"... I am Milli..." Milli shakes his hand in her own small one! Is a description of Mills desired?
Oct 22 20:28:01 <Knave>	It never goes amiss to know what one sees. Emmett's handshake is brief and lacking, and he withdraws his hand behind his back, "Your hips - how precisely would you wish them altered?"
Oct 22 20:30:29 <SpookyBee>	Milli is a short girl, just under five feet, with insanely long, astral-black hair and very light skin with a slight tint of purple in place of the usual human red. "... Perhaps... Wider?" Her belly is slightly swollen, and below her clothing, the glow of lavender-colored runes is present.
Oct 22 20:34:47 <Knave>	"Wider. Wider. Simply matter. Simpler to expand than contract, to add than to subtract." He looks down at her legs for a few moments, dispassionately, then back up to her face, "And you would of course not settle for some manner of surgery, no, that would be too invasive, too difficult. Yes. You require some potion."
Oct 22 20:35:29 <SpookyBee>	"... Potion? Oh... Okay then. I have made many potions, but... I will let you do one, then."
Oct 22 20:38:31 <Knave>	"I speak figuratively." Emmett says casually, then steps in towards her, examining her far too closely, eyeing her neck and her torso. "Elasticity. Targeted enzymes, taken daily. No. Regularity. Device, perhaps, a discreet device, adjusts aspects, channels existing..." He trails off, "Designs will take time. Research. Work. If you would be willing to finance the research and manufacture, I can grant you what you desire." He steps back to a more reasonable distance, "Are you interested?"
Oct 22 20:41:47 <SpookyBee>	"... What does finance mean?" Milli tilts her head, rather baffled by all this normal science babble!
Oct 22 20:43:52 <Knave>	"Compensate. Fund. Pay for." He raises a hand, "You need not cover the whole affair yet. I ask only a ten dollar charge to research and draft designs. Then I will know how much the manufacture will cost, and you can decide then if you wish to finance it."
Oct 22 20:46:52 <SpookyBee>	Milli blinks, and looks down at her pocketless outfit. "... I do not have money..."
Oct 22 20:48:40 <Knave>	Emmett grimaces, "I sympathize. I would very much like to offer my services for free - alas, it cannot be so."
Oct 22 20:50:18 <SpookyBee>	"That is okay... Zita loves me as I am, anyways- Why do you do all of this science stuff?"
Oct 22 20:51:53 <Knave>	She cannot see his eyes behind the green of his goggles, but Milli gets the distinct impression that Emmett blinks as the question settles in. "Why? Because it is my duty. Because I am capable of doing it. Few - truly, I suspect none - see the world as I do. For the sake of humankind, I must use that vision." He says matter-of-factly, and without obvious pride.
Oct 22 20:54:41 <SpookyBee>	"... And few see it as I do. This world swirls in my eyes in blinding arrays of drab color... How do you stand it? Is it your strange glasses? Do they protect your eyes from the sound...?"
Oct 22 21:00:22 <Knave>	Emmett shakes his head. "I think you see the world in your own way, and I mine." He gestures with an upturned palm at the walls, "Are we not all, here, unique, after all?" He smiles his little ratty smile, "But you are right, my goggles do help me. They help me to make sense of the tangle of things I see. To pick at the strands." He clears his throat, "I should like to hear much of your own sight. It sounds very interesting."
Oct 22 21:05:31 <SpookyBee>	"... Oh... I was only guessing..." She nods confusedly- "... It is disorienting. I am not used to so much... Stability."
Oct 22 21:06:50 <Knave>	Emmett adjusts his goggles, "Fascinating. Do you know the origin of this particular sight?"
Oct 22 21:13:06 <SpookyBee>	"... I do not. But where I am from, the world is ever-changing... It is not like this."
Oct 22 21:15:00 <Knave>	"Very interesting." Emmett looks the girl up and down again, "Perhaps some time we might discuss this. I trust it would be enlightening." He raises an apologetic hand, "But I will waylay you no longer. Thank you for an enlightening discussion."
Oct 22 21:16:59 <SpookyBee>	"... Perhaps, yes... Oh, okay then... I will see you later, then?"
Oct 22 21:19:04 <Knave>	Emmett smiles again. It still looks like nothing so much as a rodent, but he seems to be trying quite hard to be pleasant. "Auf weidersehn, Miss." He gives a little ridiculous bow and begins stalking the corridors again, departing with a wave.
Oct 22 21:23:12 <SpookyBee>	Milli tilts her head, confusedly, before waving and wandering on back down to her dorm! What an odd boy...
Oct 22 21:23:42 <Knave>	-scene bread-