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It's the most wonderful tiiime of the yeaaaar~~ Aww man, isn't it so pretty outside? Fate, you should make snow again for Christmas! That would be so great! We could all bundle up in warm clothes and drink cider and sing songs. Pleasepleaseplease? Doesn't that like fun everyone? And Erk! Let's set up a Christmas tree~

Oh, and hey, Heather, what are you measurements?

[Private, hackable to Santa (and anyone really) ]
Dear Santa, I think I've been a good girl this year, but you'll be the judge of that, right? Aaanyway, here's my wish list.

Rubber duckie
Legos
~~Big stuffed animal~~ ~~... bunny?~~ BIG mokona plushie
Some photo books or like pictures books too are fun
Bean bag chair
Water bed
Pictures of my family
A letter from Ginga
You to deliver a letter home for me

I know we're like stuck in some alternate dimension, but I believe in you, Santa! I'll make sure to leave out the milk and cookies for you, and be a good girl and not even try to catch you coming into my house this year.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

I think so. So, let's see... other examples of robots...

Oh! Mach Caliber is a robot!

Oh! Oh, okay. So... part of you isn't human? Is that right?

~~Isn't human, huh?~~

U-uh... well, a cyborg is a person who has some robot parts... like... enhancements I guess...

*feels her shoulders, arms, pokes her sides, generally feels her up without groping*

Where? You seem normal to me.

A-he-hey! That kinda tickles... ehehe...

Heh... mm, well, uh, every where really, but mostly the arms I guess?

*stops doing so and shrugs* Is it really that bad of a thing, though? You look normal, you sound normal, you feel normal... what's wrong with it?

Well...

Remember how Heather said we broke that bed on accident? That was kinda me...

I'm really strong, right? So I'm sometimes afraid of accidentally breaking something or hurting someone... I'm used to it and in control and all but... it still scare me a little bit...

*absently to herself* And you don't have the option of stopping like...

Mmm. Sorry for bringing this up, Subaru. Really.

Well, it's like pushing for most people. You can push, and you can push harder... I can just push even harder... I'm not really the type, but...

but if I got angry at someone I could really...

... ginga...

I...

*has no idea what to say and just gives Subaru some room*

*she sits there with limp arms for a minute*

Should I... should I leave you be, Subaru? I, ah... I didn't mean to bring anything like this up...

I'll be okay... I'd really rather not be alone anyway...

Please don't feel bad.

Sorry, I just... sorry.

*is totally feeling bad anyway*

*takes a step back forward and tries to hug Subaru* Sorry.

*hugged* Mm...

It's okay, Erk...

... thank you...

*still totally feeling guilty*

It's the least I can do.

*reaches behind, tickles Erk!*

*practically jumps five feet*

Gah! Subaru!

*pursues and tickles Erk more* Yes Erk?

*is squirming like hell and trying very hard not to laugh (and failing)*

Stopitstopitstopitstopit!

*~~watches jiggling jubblies~~ tickles Erk a little more* I'm going to tickle you until we both stop being sad.

*in-between bouts of laughter* I'mnotsadI'mnotsahahahahad!

*she winds down and quickly tickles her less until she pulls her hands away, but doesn't stop all at once*

Hehe...

*panting heavily and in no condition to talk immediately*