[It's not hard to tell that she's enjoying this far too much, but there isn't an easy solution to bring it to a conclusion]
You do that. [Although if the creatures could be trained, they might later be able to deliver messages expediently. Cripes, now Ann has him actually considering the possibilities. It wasn't as if there was a regular mail system here- and with the world constantly expanding... but then again, to whom would he address a letter?]
That was my only aspiration in life- to look cute. [Riddled with sarcasm and accompanied by an eyeroll. About that last part: They better not. He really was bringing this teasing on himself.Clearing his throat he tried to steer the conversation in a different direction.] If we could stay focused on the task at hand..
[The trash claims a few more searchers as the the dragons ferret about in the rubble. Two of them find a partially nice looking gear shaft and get into a tug of war with it, making a few disparaging chirps of disapproval with one another] I wouldn't be so sure... There is a monster that likes to frequent this area. It looks like a trashcan but it can be violent. [The dragons graduate to snarling, and Kaiba casually kneels down and distracts one of them with a metal rod it can have all it's own. You saw nothing. To mask his actions, he's got what looks like a gearbox in his hand when he stands up]
A lot of this stuff is useless, beyond repair... but it could still be an asset in the right hands. [Dropping the box back into the sand. He does not engage her in waxing poetic about what this place might have been.] The narrowest point between here and the structure is this way.. [Continuing down the beach a little while longer. There was a large metal object rising out of the water about midway between the beach and the station that looked suspiciously like an extended mechanized fist. Though that island would hardly have been easy to scale if an attempt was made]
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You do that. [Although if the creatures could be trained, they might later be able to deliver messages expediently. Cripes, now Ann has him actually considering the possibilities. It wasn't as if there was a regular mail system here- and with the world constantly expanding... but then again, to whom would he address a letter?]
That was my only aspiration in life- to look cute. [Riddled with sarcasm and accompanied by an eyeroll. About that last part: They better not. He really was bringing this teasing on himself.Clearing his throat he tried to steer the conversation in a different direction.] If we could stay focused on the task at hand..
[The trash claims a few more searchers as the the dragons ferret about in the rubble. Two of them find a partially nice looking gear shaft and get into a tug of war with it, making a few disparaging chirps of disapproval with one another] I wouldn't be so sure... There is a monster that likes to frequent this area. It looks like a trashcan but it can be violent. [The dragons graduate to snarling, and Kaiba casually kneels down and distracts one of them with a metal rod it can have all it's own.
You saw nothing. To mask his actions, he's got what looks like a gearbox in his hand when he stands up]A lot of this stuff is useless, beyond repair... but it could still be an asset in the right hands. [Dropping the box back into the sand. He does not engage her in waxing poetic about what this place might have been.] The narrowest point between here and the structure is this way.. [Continuing down the beach a little while longer. There was a large metal object rising out of the water about midway between the beach and the station that looked suspiciously like an extended mechanized fist. Though that island would hardly have been easy to scale if an attempt was made]