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fandomtownies2006-01-27 02:29 pm
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Friday afternoon
The dingbots have had the shop open all morning, after they had placed the signs all around town. Agatha had spent pretty much all of the night and this morning working on Walter's commission.
The bot in question was kind of cute, and round, with tiny legs and no functional arms. It had a telescoping eye, and a little hammer on an extending arm. It's polished copper back bore the inscription - To V, for early mornings after late nights. -W, just as Walter had requested. Currently the bot sat on the counter, and blinked at the falling snow.
[[for Walter to come and pick the bot up, and for anyone else who wants to visit.]]
The bot in question was kind of cute, and round, with tiny legs and no functional arms. It had a telescoping eye, and a little hammer on an extending arm. It's polished copper back bore the inscription - To V, for early mornings after late nights. -W, just as Walter had requested. Currently the bot sat on the counter, and blinked at the falling snow.
[[for Walter to come and pick the bot up, and for anyone else who wants to visit.]]
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"Good afternoon, Miss Clay. I have the photograph. Is that the clock?" He bent down to look at the bot and grinned. "It is brilliant!"
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She picked up the bot, it was not heavy a few ounces really, and showed Walter the key that was chained to it's leg. "You need to wind him, he is all gears inside. Every evening is probably good. Just like this, 3 turns clockwise." She place the dingbot down. "If you have that picture, all we really need to do is show it to him, and press him down. It's his trigger to imprint on his new owner."
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The bot's eye whirred and clicked, as it focused and imprinted the image onto the photographic paper inside. After several seconds of this, it went *ding* and quieted down.
Letting it stand back up, Agatha returned the photo to Walter. "There we go, all done. He has several more sheets of paper inside, so his ownership can get transferred a few more times. After that you would have to bring him in for me to restock him."
She looked behind the counter and came up with a pretty gift bag. "He is voice activated, like this: Time, please?"
The bot clicked and said, in a rather gender-neutral yet polite tone "Three o'clock and twenty four minutes."
"I have set him to local time, but your friend can change that by standing where the bot can see him, and telling him what the correct time is. Same for setting the alarm."
She demonstrated both these actions, setting the alarm for one minute into the future. The little bot waited patiently and then walked over to Agatha, tapped her on the head with the little hammer and said the current time.
"He is set to only accept commands form me and whoever he is imprinted on. That prevents random mean pranks."
She placed the bot into the pretty gift bag and handed him to Walter with a smile.
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"Your creations are wonderful, but if you need anything they cannot help you with, you have my telephone number."
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"They are cute aren't they?" She thought for a moment. "You know what? I know what you can do to help me tremendously. Do you think you can take some of these fliers (http://pics.livejournal.com/heterodine/pic/000046eg) to the school and post them around? The little guys put them up all around town this morning, but i do not think they can get into the school grounds."
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Victor's gift was carefully collected and put in a small box he had brought along for just that purpose, not wanting to risk breaking it before he even got it home.
"If there is anything else, you know how to reach me. Thank you again, Miss Clay."
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