Bennett Neely Bale (bennett_bale) wrote in btvsal, @ 2011-03-13 17:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | neely bale, place: la, ~maya |
O... kay... This is Weird
Who: Neely, introducing Maya
Where: Random Park
When: Saturday, March 12th
So... a lot had happened since the mass exit of half the old guard from Sunnydale. If you don't know what I'm talking about, then you arent familiar with the fact that our girl Maya here is from an olllld game. So fucking DEAL with it. As for where the busty, brunette robot had been? We'll get into THAT, as well as why she wasn't tagging around with Warren anymore, at a later date. For now, though... the girl had made her way to Los Angeles, in hopes of finding the people she had heard about... the ones who might be able to actually HELP her... whether to revert her back to solely a robot, or to finish the job that time and some... 'defects' had started, and give her true sentience.
For now... she was walking through one of the numerous parks in the area, taking in the beauty of the grass, the trees, the various animals... just trying to process the true nature of LIFE. In a plaid skirt, white sneakers, and a tummy-baring blue sleeveless top, the robot looked for all the world to just be a curious, wide-eyed girl..
Neely was sitting at one of the benches in the park, eating her lunch. She figured it was safe enough to be away from the store for a little while, and before she'd moved here, she'd ALWAYS been an outdoorsey type, so why not enjoy the day? She was currently munching on a sub, dressed in a white, patterned dress for a change, just enjoying the day.
When Maya spotted Neely, she stared for a moment, walking toward her as her eyes allowed her to process Neely into her databanks, where, according to the girl's scent and aura, she was able to discern what she was. Interesting... if not for the fact that it made her look like she was some kind of perv or something.
Neely just... arched an eyebrow at Maya as soon as she saw her. "Help you?"
"Oh! I apologize..." The girl said in a sugary-sweet, but slightly cardboard tone (sort of like a girly version of Hayden Christensen's acting! BURN!) "I just don't often see werewolves, and I suppose I was just mildly surprised." Yeah, let's say that LOUD AND OUTDOORS.
Neely frowned lightly and scented the air, trying to figure out what Maya WAS to know what she was. Hmm. Interesting. "That's okay. Might wanna remember where you are next time when you mention the supernatural, though. People will think you're crazy."
"Oh, I'm not crazy. In fact my memory banks are in perfect working condition. It took me only moments to process that you are Bennett Neely Bale, 21 years old, homosexual and married to Rachelle Martin of the band Suicide Messiah." Oh, good. How the hell had this girl gotten along for however long she'd been alone?
"Even... so. Blurt that shit out to someone who CAN'T figure out what you are and you'll be in for a world of trouble," Neely warned her.
That revelation about her memory banks should have at least told Neely WHY the girl didn't have any kind of human scent to her at all... why she smelled almost synthetic. "Oh dear. You're seeming rather upset now." She seemed to be thinking again, which, to her, was basically accessing her own files and anything she could find on the girl. "I could show you my breasts if it would help. You like big breasts."
Neely placed a hand to her forehead and let out a long sigh. Oh... she'd figured out what Maya was as soon as she tried to locate a scent. Anyway... "I do, but you DON'T offer to do those things... at least in a public place."
Then she processed something else... and the robot SMILED. "Your spouse... knows a girl named Talia Portman. I need to speak with Ms. Portman."
"She does..." Neely replied, vaguely remembering Rachelle saying something about wearing TIGHT shirts around the girl to make her whimper sometime. "Why?"
"She is dating a girl very much like myself. A Human Replica Droid. I very much wish to be like the HRD known as Bette Matthews, and I know that her maker may have the means of doing that for me." Well now... at least she didn't seem to have any kind of programming that enabled her to hold anything back!
Neely just... arched that eyebrow of hers, trying to process all of this. "I'll... be sure to ask about her for you."
"I'm of the understanding that Bette has gained true sentience. That she is... essentiially ALIVE. I wish to be so as well. I wish to feel true emotions. To know what it is like to have ones own wants and needs." The best part of this? She seemed to be just the sweetest, most big-eyed thing...
"I... honestly didn't think that was possible," Neely admitted, then again, she knew that she wasn't as... bright as some people, so maybe it WAS.
"I would be glad to help you in exchange for helping me..." She claimed, smiling as though she were saying something as mundane as 'great weather we're having'. "I'm very good at housekeeping, perhaps I could do that for you? I would be willing to do so without a shirt on if that would help." Sigh. That was her way of trying to entice Neely, as honestly? The girl had no place to go.
Neely moved her mouth to one side thoughtfully, as frankly? That idea WAS tempting. "I'll see what The Wife thinks... if she says that you can stay with us... then that would be okay."
"Then I shall find you in approximately 48 hours... will that give you sufficient time to consult your spouse?" The robot asked with a slight lilt to her voice.
"That'll be plenty of time," Neely replied with a nod, figuring that as soon as she told Rachelle about THIS little interaction? The better.