its_dad_sanzo: (heart eyes motherfucker)
πŸŒ™ Toua Koumyou Sanzō Hoshi-sama the 30th γ€ε…‰ζ˜ŽδΈ‰θ”΅γ€‘ ([personal profile] its_dad_sanzo) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerexpress2021-03-28 11:09 pm

[closed] I feel like we're forever every time we get together

Who: Koumyou Sanzo, Devero
Where: Sleeper 3-C
When: Backdated to sometime in between the March platform and mission 11.
What: Koumyou finally meets Devero's new robot pet, and gives him his present!
Warnings: Rampant, unchecked adorableness.

It's a pretty ordinary, random day. Chores have been done, mischief has been had, and Koumyou finds himself with free time. Which means, of course, it's time to seek out Devero.

He pokes around likely spots on the train, but doesn't find him. Not in the music car, not in the gym, not in the library, not in the kitchen...

Maybe their room?

Koumyou boops his ticket at the door to open it, and sticks his head in. "Dev-chan? Are you in here?"
subcircuits: (the soft man)

[personal profile] subcircuits 2021-04-02 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
It is really cute, and Devero smiles delightedly down at it. "Hi there," he says gently, the way most people would address a particularly cute kitten or puppy. Prompted by the start-up guide, he continues; "I'm your primary registered user. Mark my audio and visuals."

The drone chirrups again and makes a deliberate sweep of him with its camera, mapping out key identifying features like his facial structure and somatotype.

When it's done, he gestures at Koumyou. The drone's camera-eye follows the movement of his hand and then stops when it detects another face, looking up at Koumyou now. "This is Koumyou Sanzo, and I want you to register him as a secondary user. Mark his audio and visuals." In a quieter voice to Koumyou, he adds, "Say something to it. At least a couple of sentences."
subcircuits: (appealing)

[personal profile] subcircuits 2021-04-02 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
Listen, he hadn't realized that he was going to register Koumyou as a user until he's doing it. The priest's words make Devero laugh. "It's learning to recognize and differentiate between us right now. As a registered user, you'll be able to give it commands and take advantage of its functions too."

There is a ring of colored light around the drone's camera-eye, which from boot-up until now have been a bright, pleasant blue in counterpoint to the metallic purple of the drone's shell. But-- still looking at Koumyou-- it flashes suddenly over to yellow and starts to blink. An error message pops up in the control panel in Devero's Interface.

"--Oh, right." (The drone swivels its head back around to fix on him.) "Uh, user Koumyou is teknull. Dismiss error." The LED 'iris' goes back to blue as Devero closes the message in the control panel as well, then explains, "It was looking for your EMID to register."
subcircuits: (oh you mean this thing here?)

[personal profile] subcircuits 2021-04-02 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Nope! A teknull's more likely to have a cat or a dog or a--" What do regular people keep as pets? "An alligator or something. An actual animal. Those always seemed like a lot of work to me."

He'd much rather a pet that he can put into standby mode for a couple of weeks if he needs to.

That said, "I'm actually kind of surprised it let me do so that easily, any tekull who'd be around a companion drone would still have a baby bracelet-- er, an ID wristlet."
Edited 2021-04-02 03:11 (UTC)
subcircuits: (amused)

[personal profile] subcircuits 2021-04-02 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
"...I'm pretty sure people keep those!" He has no idea. He doesn't do animals at all.

The drone looks back and forth between the two of them as they talk. It's not following the content of the conversation so much as their tone and body language. It chirrups again and sends Devero a query.

He chuckles as he reads it over. "--It wants us to rate our current affect. Would you say your mood right now is positive, neutral, negative, or other?"
subcircuits: (250 pounds of adorable)

[personal profile] subcircuits 2021-04-02 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
Devero can feel himself flushing, wriggling where he sits and ducking his face away only after Koumyou pokes him. "Koumyou!" he protests-but-not-really.

He boops his finger in midair twice-- positive for him, positive for Koumyou. The little robot's shutter blinks as it assimilates the response. Calibrating...

It looks back up at Koumyou, aware that it's being addressed. It emits a little brrt! sound in response.

Devero, meanwhile, looks utterly taken aback by the question. "Uh. No. Not at all, actually..."
subcircuits: (embarrassed)

[personal profile] subcircuits 2021-04-02 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"I-- I was just going to call it Mantiscope until I figured something out!" Devero sputters. "That's a name!" Just like calling your cat Kitty or your dog Puppy is a name!

(The drone queries his emotional state again. Devero selects 'other'.)

"...What would you call it?"
subcircuits: (appealing)

[personal profile] subcircuits 2021-04-03 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Sure," Devero says. He lowers his palm to the bed in front of the drone. The 'solid' body of its camera mode fractures and opens as it rises to its feet-- such as it has them, anyway. Camera eye fixed up on its primary user's face, it steps without hesitation onto Devero's hand.

It's a little too big to fit easily on one palm, though, so Devero brings the other under it to scoop it off the bed, before offering it out to Koumyou. "Here."
subcircuits: (down for a good time)

[personal profile] subcircuits 2021-04-03 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
The drone doesn't seem to like being picked up that way much, buzzing an error sound and blinking its light-iris yellow at Koumyou. It doesn't struggle, but it does engage its internal mag-lifter and tries to back out of the priest's hands.

The priest's suggestion makes Devero sputters with laughter. "Sir Beepers," he repeats, testing it out. The sound of his voice makes the drone swivel its head around to look at him. "What do you think?" he asks it.

The only response he gets is another buzz and a notification from the drone's control app asking him to resolve its error state.
subcircuits: (processing... processing...)

[personal profile] subcircuits 2021-04-03 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
As soon as he lets it go, the little robot retracts all its extremities into its body and rises up as far as it can without bumping into the bottom of the bunk above. Its 'eye' goes back to blue, but it still scoots backwards until its hovering above Dev's shoulder.

"I-- I guess it didn't like that very much?" Devero says uncertainly.
subcircuits: (appealing)

[personal profile] subcircuits 2021-04-03 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
The drone pivots in midair, having to turn its whole body in this configuration to look at Devero. A new query notification pops up in his vision: Register nickname?

"Yes," he says aloud. "Register nickname." Sir Beepers it is!

"Mode lock," Devero murmurs, then reaches over his shoulder with the opposite hand. The drone stays in its cam configuration, but follows his hand as closely as if it was standing on his palm as he brings it down in front of him. He holds it up towards the priest.

"Koumyou didn't mean to scare you," he tells it, then looks up at Koumyou. "You won't try to hold it like that again, right?"
subcircuits: (definitely like what i'm seeing)

[personal profile] subcircuits 2021-04-03 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"See?" he says to the bot. "All is well."

It blinks its light ring at him, but that's the only response. Devero lowers his hand down to the surface of the bed, telling the drone, "Free mode," as he does. After he takes his hand away, it extends its extremities again and cuts its lifter, dropping lightly to the surface of the bed.

"Oh?" Devero asks, looking from the drone to the priest. "Do you have something in mind?"
subcircuits: (run that by me again)

[personal profile] subcircuits 2021-04-04 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Demonic?" Devero repeats, taken a little bit aback. He considers that himself, trying to imagine what a demonic animal monster might look like. He doesn't have a ton of luck.

He has to ask: "You think you'd be able to keep it from causing too much trouble?"
subcircuits: (amused)

[personal profile] subcircuits 2021-04-04 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
A kitty cat. A demonic kitty cat. The concept is so Koumyou that Devero can only shake his head and grin crookedly at his Sanzo, even as the man admits to wanting to bring an animal on board that he may not be able to control.

"I'm certainly not going to stop you, if that's what you want to do," he says. "If I have a companion, it's only fair you get one too, if you really want one."

Speaking of companions, Sir Beepers has started exploring the bed, at least around where Devero sits. It's picking its way carefully across the yielding surface of the blanket, its pointed limbs leaving little divots in a trail behind it.
subcircuits: (the soft man)

[personal profile] subcircuits 2021-04-04 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Of course it wasn't an option, back on your world," Devero says, his voice gone soft. He leans forward to take one of Koumyou's hands in both of his own. "You had enough on your plate." To put it entirely euphemistically.

He presses the priest's bony hand and then releases it, sitting up again. "I think you should go for it."
subcircuits: (down for a good time)

[personal profile] subcircuits 2021-04-06 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Whether Devero will come to regret enabling his Sanzo in this particular purchase remains to be seen.

"That's right, you did," Devero says, with a smile that's almost... shy? He takes the box, weighing it in his hand for a moment as if he just wants to savor that fact that he's been given a gift at all.

When he opens it, he finds inside a device that looks identical to the ones in the 'bookcase' in his cubby. His eyes do the flick-and-change-focus thing that means he's looking at something in his Interface-- and then his face lights up.

"Neohumans? You got me Neohumans?"
subcircuits: (unexpected joy)

[personal profile] subcircuits 2021-04-06 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"You did," Devero says, his expression softening into one of total adoration. "You remembered." Such a silly little detail, from when they hadn't even known each other, but Koumyou remembered. Devero is incredibly touched.
subcircuits: (unexpected joy)

[personal profile] subcircuits 2021-04-07 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
The little drone actually skitters out of the way, switching on its lifter and scooting out of the closed-in space of the bunk entirely. Once it's clear, though, it immediately rotates back around to watch them.

Devero's ignoring it for the moment, though, much more interested in the man in front of him. Eyes closed, he reciprocates the kiss, a smile on his lips when they separate.

He fishes out the cartridge and drops the box onto the floor beside his bunk, holding the item in both hands and rubbing its casing with his thumbs. There's wonder in the motion, as if this was some exotic gift from an alien world and not bog-standard media storage. He's still smiling when he looks back up at Koumyou.

"Even if you can't say the word, I know," he says, eyes shining. "You show me every day, and I see it. Thank you."
subcircuits: (picking up your signal)

[personal profile] subcircuits 2021-04-07 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
Devero turns to kiss the palm laid against his cheek, expanding the cartridge into viewer mode without even looking at his hands as he does so. That shy cast to his expression is back again as the welcome menu generates on the screen.

"Would you-- like to watch some with me?"
subcircuits: (the soft man)

[personal profile] subcircuits 2021-04-07 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
And if making it work happens to mean cuddling up close while they watch the beginning of Neohumans, well, Devero certainly isn't going to complain. He props the tablet up on his belly, fussing for a moment to find the right angle for them both to see it comfortably, and then he starts the first episode for them.