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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2012 3:39 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2012 5:10 pm
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Working between shifts and fitting eating and other such things in along the way had made the scheduling for the little room somewhat... interesting. A slight gap between the present and her last shift had allowed Tambrey to get a small nap before racing down to the labs. It wasn't going incredibly well so far, since waking up; she'd tripped over something Treestar had been playing with on the way out of her room, managed to bump into someone and sent a bit of paperwork on a dance, then, upon entering the room, she managed to distract herself before entering and walk right into the closing door. Rather frustrated with the run of bad luck, it took, then, two attempts for her to work her keycard correctly. The Tambrey who finally joined Rory in the little room, therefore, did not hold much hope for the experiment's progress and, indeed, seemed downcast and expecting more trouble already. "Uh. Sorry, 'm late but I'm here..."
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2012 5:19 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2012 6:00 pm
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"That's good, 't least. Thanks." That was, sadly, probably the best news she'd had since she'd woken up. She paused, then, noticing the electric mouse watching her. As cute as it was, a creeping 'burn' made itself known along the paths of healed wounds; electric types meant electric attacks. She'd gotten used to Wheatley but now, this Pichu was new to her.
"Uh, sure. So. How are you?" The grunt peered from behind her glasses, clearly still not quite recovered; the sequence she was putting the machine into was... slightly incorrect and likely to result in several error messages before she realised. Awkwardly, Tambrey smiled nervously at the baby pokémon and stayed a few feet away from Rory (or the pokémon on his shoulder anyway) while she could. "Hey there," Even so, she greeted him before enquiring to Rory "So... That guy's new?" (In just slightly a tone that might also be used for 'does he bite?')
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2012 7:59 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 8:28 am
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 2:25 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 7:30 am
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 3:57 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2012 4:08 am
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2012 9:14 am
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"Yeah, probably," he grinned once more, "Thanks. I was actually surprised that she took so well to him since she's never been around baby pokemon, or had to share my attention with another one before."
The Pichu in question was busy sniffing Rory's hair while attempting to climb onto the man's head. When he noticed Tambrey had said something to him, he turned back to her and gave a happy little chirp as if he was answering her question as yes, he did like the fire horse. The beeping of the machine distracted the baby and he abandoned his attempts to climb onto his trainer's head to investigate the machine.
When Rory noticed, he picked the tiny mouse up, "No, Thor," he reprimanded him softly before turning his attention back to Tambrey, "At least now we know what to expect when we introduce her to her clone."
At Tambrey's surprise, he looked at her curiously; he had shown her the DNA sample when she came into the room. "Yea," he responded and watched as the machine started to process the new sample.
"Are you okay?" he asked finally.
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2012 7:16 am
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2012 6:30 am
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Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2012 6:20 am
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Well. It was nice to hear that, at least. Just an 'off' day and everyone had them; nice to hear it from somebody else though it was still rather embarrassing. Walked into a door, wrong code into the machine, noticeable enough behaviour to draw comment... She smiled, but blinked and the colour in her cheeks certainly wasn't helped to go anywhere by the shoulder squeeze.
Tambrey found herself watching his hand as it moved away again, to pet Thor, and then, catching herself watching, quickly followed Rory's attention back to the machine instead.
"Um. Well. What's it saying?" She asked, more for something to say as, with a step, she could see for herself really.
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Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2012 10:09 am
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