Got bored, made this over a few days while I had time. Mildly proud of it right now so might as well throw it up here for the whole world.
New icon for Zamira. The last one’s getting old.
((Figured it was about damn time I really started getting back into this blog. Zamira’s been needing some love, and who better to provide the cuddles than Monty? I love these two way too much.))
-sniffs the TV and looks all around it- This has been sittin here forever and I learn its a box full o’pictures…THAT MOVE….. -looks under it, making a faint grumbling noise and taps on the sides- Prolly the weirdest thing Oi’ve seen all day.
Oh c’mon, ya’ve never known what a TV is? Or a movie, since movin’ pictures amaze ya? C’mon now, darlin’, surely ya’ve at least heard people talk about ‘em? *frowns in slight confusion* Then again maybe ya haven’t… Well, no matter. We can easily fix whatever ya dun know. *smiles brightly* So, ya done lookin’ around the TV? Or does it need further investigatin’?
-sits back and looks at her- Not that Oi remember….-looks around the TV again for a few more minutes, tapping and sniffing.- Think Oi’m good here… -stands up and steps back-
….Are they…inside it??
Well glad that’s settled… *Sighs* Nah they ain’t inside it. It’s a recordin’, somethin’ that had been done a while ago. It really is just a picture that’s movin’ rather than just sittin’ there. Ah’m not all that sure how it works, like how it plays on the screen an’ stuff, but an engineer might know if ya ever ask one. *shrugs apologetically*
-Nods, pretending he understands that concept for now.- And Oi thought GUNS were crazy. -flops down on the couch- So whattya doin over here.
Guns, crazy? Ozzy ye’re startin’ to make me think ya’ve lived under a rock yer whole life. *eyeroll*
Ah’m just sneakin’ round. Bored outta my skull so Ah thought Ah’d pay a visit t’ this side. Not much better over here, though, is it?
-gets the remote- Alroight. -starts fiddling around with it and one of the buttons turned it on and gasps- Well if this aint MAGIC then Oi don’t know wot is…! -gets down and crawls to it, tapping on the screen-
*Coughs, biting her knuckle in a lame attempt to not laugh* Ozzy it ain’t magic. It’s just technology. Though Ah s’pose it is kinda like magic… *shakes her head with a grin* Ya can also change what ye’re watchin’, though what’s on also depends on the time o’ day.
-sniffs the TV and looks all around it- This has been sittin here forever and I learn its a box full o’pictures…THAT MOVE….. -looks under it, making a faint grumbling noise and taps on the sides- Prolly the weirdest thing Oi’ve seen all day.
Oh c’mon, ya’ve never known what a TV is? Or a movie, since movin’ pictures amaze ya? C’mon now, darlin’, surely ya’ve at least heard people talk about ‘em? *frowns in slight confusion* Then again maybe ya haven’t… Well, no matter. We can easily fix whatever ya dun know. *smiles brightly* So, ya done lookin’ around the TV? Or does it need further investigatin’?
-sits back and looks at her- Not that Oi remember….-looks around the TV again for a few more minutes, tapping and sniffing.- Think Oi’m good here… -stands up and steps back-
….Are they…inside it??
Well glad that’s settled… *Sighs* Nah they ain’t inside it. It’s a recordin’, somethin’ that had been done a while ago. It really is just a picture that’s movin’ rather than just sittin’ there. Ah’m not all that sure how it works, like how it plays on the screen an’ stuff, but an engineer might know if ya ever ask one. *shrugs apologetically*
scoutzammy said: *casually sneaks up and pokes his cheek*
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-looks up- Well aint you a familiar face!! Er…..Zoom was it?
*Laughs* Zoom? Well Ah guess that’s close ‘nough. Got two…
What? *blinks* … OH! No no no. Ya gotta turn it on, so it shows the… Well, so it shows the shows. Y’know where the remote is? It’s, uh, a little black box with a bunch o’ buttons in it, usually. Actually that should be it on the cushion right over there. *points toward the opposite end of the couch*
-gets the remote- Alroight. -starts fiddling around with it and one of the buttons turned it on and gasps- Well if this aint MAGIC then Oi don’t know wot is…! -gets down and crawls to it, tapping on the screen-
*Coughs, biting her knuckle in a lame attempt to not laugh* Ozzy it ain’t magic. It’s just technology. Though Ah s’pose it is kinda like magic… *shakes her head with a grin* Ya can also change what ye’re watchin’, though what’s on also depends on the time o’ day.
-sniffs the TV and looks all around it- This has been sittin here forever and I learn its a box full o’pictures…THAT MOVE….. -looks under it, making a faint grumbling noise and taps on the sides- Prolly the weirdest thing Oi’ve seen all day.
Oh c’mon, ya’ve never known what a TV is? Or a movie, since movin’ pictures amaze ya? C’mon now, darlin’, surely ya’ve at least heard people talk about ‘em? *frowns in slight confusion* Then again maybe ya haven’t… Well, no matter. We can easily fix whatever ya dun know. *smiles brightly* So, ya done lookin’ around the TV? Or does it need further investigatin’?
—-
-looks up- Well aint you a familiar face!! Er…..Zoom was it?
*Laughs* Zoom? Well Ah guess that’s close ‘nough. Got two…
What? *blinks* … OH! No no no. Ya gotta turn it on, so it shows the… Well, so it shows the shows. Y’know where the remote is? It’s, uh, a little black box with a bunch o’ buttons in it, usually. Actually that should be it on the cushion right over there. *points toward the opposite end of the couch*
-gets the remote- Alroight. -starts fiddling around with it and one of the buttons turned it on and gasps- Well if this aint MAGIC then Oi don’t know wot is…! -gets down and crawls to it, tapping on the screen-
*Coughs, biting her knuckle in a lame attempt to not laugh* Ozzy it ain’t magic. It’s just technology. Though Ah s’pose it is kinda like magic… *shakes her head with a grin* Ya can also change what ye’re watchin’, though what’s on also depends on the time o’ day.
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-looks up- Well aint you a familiar face!! Er…..Zoom was it?
*Laughs* Zoom? Well Ah guess that’s close ‘nough. Got two…
What? *blinks* … OH! No no no. Ya gotta turn it on, so it shows the… Well, so it shows the shows. Y’know where the remote is? It’s, uh, a little black box with a bunch o’ buttons in it, usually. Actually that should be it on the cushion right over there. *points toward the opposite end of the couch*
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-looks up- Well aint you a familiar face!! Er…..Zoom was it?
*Laughs* Zoom? Well Ah guess that’s close ‘nough. Got two letters right. It’s Zam.
-waves hand- Yea yea! S’what I said!! Zam…. -stares at the tv-
Mind tellin’ me what this is exactly -points at the TV-
*Shakes head with a chuckle* Uh-huh, sure…
It’s a TV. People watch it fer entertainment. Most everythin’ playin’ on it is fictional, unless it’s the news or somethin’.
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-looks up- Well aint you a familiar face!! Er…..Zoom was it?
*Laughs* Zoom? Well Ah guess that’s close ‘nough. Got two letters right. It’s Zam.
I’m Coming Home
“You know I’m just trying to push your buttons.” Monty smiled softly at her friend, looking away. She was only trying to push her friend’s buttons. She knew Zamira could make her own choices.
Damien smirked at his sister as Zamira wrapped her arms around him, he held her back, one hand on her waist, the other over the other one. “Problem, Montanna?”
“Maybe try preserving it somehow? Like between the pages of a book…” Damien mused aloud. “Sprinkle it in a little water first so it doesn’t crack and fall apart.”
“Yeah yeah, Ah know…” Zamira muttered, folding her arms over her chest stubbornly. She looked like a child… Then again, she almost always looked like a child… The girl sighed, looking over at Monty with a smile. “Ye’re silly, y’know that?”
The little Scout couldn’t see Damien’s expression, though she had an idea. She’d know the twins long enough. With a chuckle she gently squeezed the man, patting him on the back. Dorks, the both of them. But that was why she loved them, wasn’t it? “Ah swear, sometimes Ah feel like the younger siblin’, an’ sometimes Ah feel like the mama ‘round ya two,” she shook her head slightly, though her smile was playful.
“Huh… Ah never thought o’ that. Does it work? The water?” she arched an eyebrow curiously. Zamira’d never even heard of doing that. Back home once the flowers dried, they dried. Nothing you could do to save them… Then again, she did live with a bunch of men. What would they know about preserving flowery gifts?
