Steven G. Rogers (
thekidfrombrooklyn) wrote in
milliways_bar2013-06-04 06:52 pm
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Steve never played with Legos--they didn't come to the States until after he was a Capsicle. They do look like fun, though, and he's smiling as he moves through the bar, watching other people build things.
At the Bar herself, a vidscreen pops up. He reads the information with a widening grin, and decides, Sure, let's do something different for the holiday. It's kind of like wearing new clothes on Easter.
So, his choices are:

So cute and fluffy! Steve kind of likes being able to walk and talk, though, so he passes.

Some sort of ... robot thing?
Steve feels like he's missing a joke.
And then there's simply Restore to factory settings.
Huh.
Ever press a button just to see what it does?

Well, he can't say this was wholly unexpected.
At the Bar herself, a vidscreen pops up. He reads the information with a widening grin, and decides, Sure, let's do something different for the holiday. It's kind of like wearing new clothes on Easter.
So, his choices are:

So cute and fluffy! Steve kind of likes being able to walk and talk, though, so he passes.

Some sort of ... robot thing?
Steve feels like he's missing a joke.
And then there's simply Restore to factory settings.
Huh.
Ever press a button just to see what it does?
Well, he can't say this was wholly unexpected.
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"Maybe next time," Steve says dryly and climbs into a bar stool.
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[OOC: Need to go slow-time until tomorrow night if you don't mind.]
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[ooc: Sure.]
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He slides onto a stool at the bar, not recognizing the man next to him. (He looks for shoulders. Those are not the shoulders he looks for.)
"Just a beer, I think," he says to Bar.
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"Hello, sailor," he says in a low voice.
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and then looks down to actually see him.
"Steve! Gods, what happened?"
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"Orpheus, meet pre-serum me."
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Well.
So long as it isn't permanent and isn't going to hurt him...
"It's...small," he says eloquently.
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[ooc: Your tag disappeared!]
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[ooc: Weird!]
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