Android's Dungeon: Friday

[talks2objects.livejournal.com]

Dor had arrived early for training with Sarah and had managed to get the store open without too much bungling.

Right now he was going back in forth between a conversation with the register about how it was supposed to work and a Y-Factor comic book who kept complaining loudly about how bad the art was inside its cover.

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[saveyoulater.livejournal.com]

Sarah came in after her conversation with Ray yet to be played out. Setting whatever she had learned at the police station aside, she smiled at Dor as she came in.

"You can't get them to shut up, huh?"

[talks2objects.livejournal.com]

"As long as they aren't insulting anyone I generally let them talk if they want," Dor said returning the grin. "Plus the inanimate always can tell me information that most people can't. For instance the register just told me how to change the sales tax if it ever changes."

[saveyoulater.livejournal.com]

"I don't actually know how to do that," Sarah confessed. "So we're lucky the register is smarter than I am."

"You saw where the mail gets delivered, right?"

[talks2objects.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I wouldn't say that," Dor chuckled. "My magic enables them to tell me their function and how it works as well as anything that might have happened in its presence but that's about it. And now I didn't see about the mail.."

[saveyoulater.livejournal.com]

"... wait, so every inanimate object on the island is basically your spy?"

Sarah may have gotten a tiny bit excited about that.

[talks2objects.livejournal.com]

"Spy?" Dor said with a little frown. "Well, I don't know if I would put it that way. It is very helpful in getting information though."

[saveyoulater.livejournal.com]

Sarah nodded slowly. She would call it spying, but she might be a little less innocent than Dor. "And everything pays attention to us?" she asked. "I had no idea."

[talks2objects.livejournal.com]

"I haven't really thought of it that way," Dor replied thoughtfully. "But if something eventful happened near a certain object it would certainly tell me about it if I asked. I've also had objects repeat certain conversations as well."

[saveyoulater.livejournal.com]

"What kind of conversations?" Sarah asked, as in in idle curiosity.

[talks2objects.livejournal.com]

"Usually the most recent conversation," Dor replied. "Otherwise it can be rather muddled. It might not give me a word for word recitation but it can give me general details of a conversation."

[saveyoulater.livejournal.com]

"Huh." The CIA would kill for this. Sarah tapped the stapler on the counter. "Make it tell me what you did before I got in this morning."

[talks2objects.livejournal.com]

"Stapler? Tell Sarah what I did before she came in," Dor asked.


"Why?" the stapler countered. "Don't you know?"

"Just tell her," Dor snapped.

"Fine. He went around the room talking to various objects trying to figure out what they were and what they were for but completely ignored me."

"That's because I know what a stapler is," Dor said rolling his eyes.

"Well I didn't know that," The stapler said, sounding a little miffed.

Dor sighed and shrugged a little to Sarah. "Sometimes the inanimate can be a bit touchy."

[saveyoulater.livejournal.com]

"Sorry," Sarah apologized sheepishly. To the stapler. Right.

... she was going to just move past this.

"Okay. Well!" she said, clearing her throat loudly. "I think I was going to train you, wasn't I?"

[talks2objects.livejournal.com]

"Yep!" Dor said standing straight up. "And I'm all ready to be trained! Train away!"

He might be just a little to gleeful about the task.

[saveyoulater.livejournal.com]

"Right, so the first thing I need you to do in the morning ..." Sarah started.

And so he was trained. "... and that's everything I know so far. Does most of it make sense?"

[talks2objects.livejournal.com]

Dor had listened with rapt attention. "Yes. Absolutely. And If I have any problems I can ask some of the objects around here to see if they know anything else."

[saveyoulater.livejournal.com]

Sarah took just a moment on that one. She'd made a few calls from the office on her cell phone that she didn't want Dor to find out about.

"Great! But I'd rather you not talk to anything in my office," she said, trying to sound chirpy about this. "A girl has to have her privacy."

[talks2objects.livejournal.com]

Dor eyes widened a little. "Oh! Absolutely," he agreed emphatically. "Believe me, I understand the need for privacy. I won't ask anything without your permission."

[saveyoulater.livejournal.com]

"Then you can consider yourself trained." And Sarah would have to be careful with what she said where. That was nothing new. "Thanks, Dor."