CHAPTER 5 - Dispensary technological
- So you kissed him. May the devil take you, you have an outrageous fortune. - Coole muttered, opening his own newspaper on the coffee table, where he was sipping tea in the company of Pritch - I swear I'm going to Moore and I do so to build a robot. -
Pritch Lord continued to drink, lost in thought, sometimes shaking the cup and thereby sway the hot drink inside. Eventually it was decided to break the silence murmuring - Well, it did not go exactly as I thought, later. -
- How, please? It means that you have been so dumb to get you back?! - The friend blurted out, suddenly dropping the newspaper and securing badly - I knew I would have sworn. -
Michael continued staring at the amber liquid in front of him - in fact he was to draw back. -
Edward was briefly stunned - It's the same robot? Billie, to understand?! -
- Yes, exactly. - Said the blond with a slight sigh - I was feeling pretty bold, I confess. It was a long time since I felt more a similar desire, but when I tried to bring our knowledge to a level a bit 'more intimate, Billie has suddenly become so shy and has shown so much ill at ease, from her heart and convince me to let go. -
Lord Coole finally closed the Times and folded it for good, frowning in a puzzled attitude - Well, we're talking about a robot. E 'shows unusual shyness. I can assure you that my mechanical parts are all less than reticent. -
- Billie has its own personality, something no other android has, except for those living with Moore. There are two unique beings, are persons in a body made of metal. - Reminded him of the fair - and I believe it is time for Moore to give me detailed explanation, with regard to this matter. -
- welcome, definitely. This does not mean that an accident did not understand your rant about androids that actually are not. Growled the other-and then force-Pritch snorted, come directly from the manufacturer to let us explain. -
The two got up, left the money on the table and went out of the drink coffee, climbing into the carriage of Coole. A shot to the roof and soon were running direct to Earl's Court, where the engineer Moore had his own laboratory.
It was a long journey, during which the two nobles exchanged opinions on the unusual character of Billie, a topic which, until then, had not given any attention, considering it simply a de luxe version optional .
- Considering how it behaves normally, would be more logical that you had jumped on him like a satyr, that does not portray you as a shy virgin. - Edward argued, gesturing with his hands half-human and half metal.
Pritch nodded - Also ... he is pretty vindictive and Miss Tender spend their time to stretch traps. According to my precise instructions should turn away from the ruler and instead I have the suspicion that has even hatched a conspiracy with the cook, to take him out. I always find myself terrified of the tentacles on the plate of pickled Miss Tender! -
The friend broke into a coarse laugh, beating his foot on the floor - Ahahahaha! Certainly no one can say that lack of spirit! It 's a real notice that it is only a mass of wires and circuits, covered with artificial skin ... it was a wonderful human being. -
- Already ... - the blond whispered longingly, breathing on the glass of the coach and fogging.
Once delivered, the two nobles were greeted by Miss Bascombe, the ruler of Benedict Moore, the inventor.
- Mr. Moore will join you soon, gentlemen, please wait in the lounge. - The woman made their way, making them sit and then away to call his employer, which soon appeared in the doorway, followed by Tristan, his automaton.
- Lord Pritch, Billie did not even want it back for all the gold in the world, and I do not even convince his threats to make me chained in the dungeons of the Tower of London. - Debuted without a lot of these preambles, thereby clarify its position.
- To be Actually, we're just here to ask for more information about his behavior. -
Edward coughed elegant, beckoning his friend to continue.
- Your mood is changing. - Continued Pritch - For a variety of circumstances ... that I will not specify here, Billie has stopped acting like a shameless cocotte, to take a diametrically opposed attitude. -
Tristan put his hand to his mouth and let out a chuckle, despite his robotic nature - Mr. Moore, Lord Pritch Billie tried to bring in their own rooms. -
- Tristan ! - Benedict said, blushing furiously - not say certain things ! -
- I know Billie. - Continued lazily automaton - And it's the only reason he would do such a thing. I myself have done with you , the first time. And remember, after have not had a complaint. - Ended with an ironic tone.
The Two Noble gape in astonishment, while the inventor blushed to the tips of his shoes and ran a hand over his face, trying to hide it.
- Well, but he's right. - Michael blew that phrase almost twitter and Tristan appeared on the face of a victorious smile.
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