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03/19/2007 23:59:00
[info]aromez
*wonders if Vána is still angry with him*

*decides to play it safe and get a peace offering*

*heads into the first bookshop he sees and asks the lady at the counter for books on how to make a baby*

*is confused by the looks of shock he gets and the mutterings of 'Pervert' and 'This is a family establishment'*

*goes off to look by himself*

*eventually hears a pregnant woman reading to her small son about where babies come from*

*grabs the book out of her hands and manifests right back home*

*hasn't quite grasped the finer details of a token-exchange society*

*sets out to look for Vána, feeling quite pleased with himself*

Current Mood: hopeful
Tags: orome, vana

 
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From: [info]tuivana Date: 03/20/2007 07:44:37  

*is in the kitchen making an elaborate breakfast, to the great interest of a cluster of whirring, blinking Chips (versions 1.0, 1.1, and 2.0)*

Pay attention to how I make the whipped cream, Chiplet. Your families will want real whipped cream. The canned stuff is just uncivilized. No offense.

*looks up as you come in* Hi, honey.
From: [info]aromez Date: 03/20/2007 10:04:05  

*takes a deep wiff* Chocolate waffles!! Babe. *his favorite!*

*kisses your cheek and waves at the Chipses* Hey, guys.

*looks at Chip 1.1 (he thinks)* Did you finish skinning that deer?
From: [info]tuivana Date: 03/20/2007 10:17:19  

*cheerfully* Oh, he finished that ages ago.

*lightly slaps your hand away from the whipped cream* How's the hunting today, hmm?
From: [info]aromez Date: 03/20/2007 10:21:03  

*steals a handful of chocolate chip while your back is turned*

*with his mouth full* Mowehrffff? *swallows* No hunting today, babe. Haven't had time yet. We could have jackrabbit stew for dinner, though, if you want. I have time for rabbit catching.

*grins as best he can* I got you something.
From: [info]tuivana Date: 03/20/2007 10:40:21  

That sounds wonderful. You ought to take a Chip with you. *wipes her hands on a towel and turns to look at you* They're so anxious to learn.

*leans back against the counter and smiles* Oh? *won't mention that the last time you got her something just for the heck of it was Y.T. 411, 12:29 PM*
From: [info]aromez Date: 03/20/2007 10:44:01  

*nods his head* I will. They need to work on their dex--dex--dexterity. Plus the metal really scares the rabbits.

*just beams* Yup. *brings out the book* To help with your research. On the babies!
From: [info]tuivana Date: 03/20/2007 10:49:19  

*melts*

*cooing* Oh, Oromë! You're just the sweetest, darlingest Ainu in fifteen theoretical dimensions *covers your face with kisses*

*her smile faltering a little* I'm not sure I'll need this, though. But I'm coming to terms with the fact that my womb is a barren wasteland. Really.
From: [info]aromez Date: 03/20/2007 10:54:28  

*is so pleased you like it!* *even tolerates all your kisses*

*frowns* Aww, babe, don't say that. There's got to be lots of stuff we haven't tried yet. Maybe there's something in the book? Vendórë knows about these kinda things, right? We could ask her. Don't give up yet. Besides, look at how great the Chipses are! If you can make something really useful like that, I'm sure you can make a really swell baby. They don't even bake.
From: [info]tuivana Date: 03/20/2007 11:04:50  

*wraps her arms around your neck* Maybe. *firmly* But I'm sure I can be happy if we only ever have the Chipse—the Chips. And when there's one in every home all the Children will be happy, too! *brightening* Remember how pleased they were to get personal computers? And polyphonic ringtones?

*hears sizzling and disentangles herself from you to tend to the waffles*
From: [info]aromez Date: 03/20/2007 11:10:45  

Well, okay then. All I want is you to be happy, babe. You and me and the Chipses and the Children will all be happy. And then Dad will be happy. Maybe he'll give you a baby then? We'll see.

*seats himself at the table, happily anticipating breakfast*
From: [info]tuivana Date: 03/20/2007 13:15:25  

*serves you up a meal fit to make a lesser man's cholesterol quail in terror*

*calmly* I'm sure Dad has a plan. Dad always has a plan. And thank you. But you didn't have to get me anything. I'm not angry anymore.

*sits down with her robot-prepared low-fat lubricant protein shake*
From: [info]aromez Date: 03/20/2007 15:19:49  

*stuffs his face full of whipped-syrup-pancake-bacon*

*manages miraculously to remember to wipe his face before speaking*

Aw, babe. I just want to make you happy. I'm happy when you're happy and not yelling and being terrifying and building robots that could castrate me in my sleep.
From: [info]tuivana Date: 03/20/2007 15:28:13  

*is on the ball with clean napkins for you*

*smiles* I know, Oromë. That's why you're the best husband in the world after Chip 1.0. *sticks her tongue out at you* Except Dad would never let me marry Chip.

Will you come straight home after you clean the rabbits? *a little shyly* We could look through the book together. You know how I like you all sweaty and worked up and bloody.
From: [info]aromez Date: 03/20/2007 15:39:35  

*puffs out his chest* I'm way better than Chip, babe. You remember that. Even if I can't make waffles or recombine particulate dowhats.

*gives you a big grin* I'll hurry right home. Promise.
From: [info]tuivana Date: 03/20/2007 15:47:00  

*cheerily* Well, I can always fit you up to be a cyborg, if you like. Swap out a hand for a gun with a neural trigger mechanism or implant a tracking device or whatever. *shrugs* Just an idea.
From: [info]aromez Date: 03/20/2007 15:52:28  

*looks at you like you are completely and utterly insane which you are*

I think I'm good, babe, just the way I am. Don't want to change that, do you?

*ignores the syrup on his chin*
From: [info]tuivana Date: 03/20/2007 16:24:00  

*shakes her head* You're perfect the way you are.

*pause*

*scratches her chin thoughtfully* I was just thinking...more perfect, you know? But then the first time you disincorporated on a bender you might not ever in a billion years be able to get the parts back together correctly. Ah, well.
From: [info]aromez Date: 03/20/2007 19:12:58  

You're right. You're just too clever for me. I'd muck it all up.

*stands up and places a sticky kiss on your cheek*

Those rabbits won't kill themselves, will they? *turns around* Chipses! Which of you is coming?
From: [info]tuivana Date: 03/20/2007 19:20:04  

*wrinkles her nose and dabs at her cheek with her napkin*

Oh, take them all. Their programming is such that they'll all collect very different observations from the same project.

*hurries over to help Chip 1.0 as he gets hung up in a corner and runs into the wall repeatedly* He's a little slow but he's my firstborn favorite, so be gentle with him.

*gives you a perfectly clean kiss goodbye*
From: [info]aromez Date: 03/20/2007 19:23:48  

That'll do. *gives Chip 1.0 a nice pat on the head* *beams as the robot doesn't shove him over or attack* See, he's not that bad. We get along great.

Come on, boys! *kind of likes the 'kids', truth be told*
From: [info]tuivana Date: 03/20/2007 19:28:11  

*waves you all off from the front door*

*hopes the other little hunting robots don't pick on her little ones* *...*

*kind of likes the 'kids'*

*great! then you'll get on swimmingly with the small battalion of third-wave androids she's tinkering with in what used to be the garden shed!*
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