Is it weird hugging a holo-figure? Donnie's rather surprised at how...well, maybe not entirely realistic but it could almost be believed, save for the lack of certain textures one might expect of clothing and such.
He tenses at first, but then pushes aside his pride for a moment to hug back, sighing tiredly. Another weight off his figurative shoulders. Another bridge repaired.
"...it's still kind of weird hugging an otherwise strange random human, you know."
Sorry, he can't help himself. He's only glad his brothers aren't around to make it awkward.
Donnie extracts himself once he feels those weird holographic arms loosen. "Thanks for...not running." It wouldn't have felt right, ignoring things.
There's a ruffle of his shoulders in an otherwise quiet laugh.
"You're brothers would probably still try to beat me up either way." He says, leaning back and putting hands on Donnie's shoulders briefly and pats.
"It's rather funny being this small, but it has its benefits. Now, shall I run later though... I don't mind sitting here with you a bit longer to see your work. Perhaps I can learn more things."
"Oh, I wouldn't be surprised. Just be glad Raph's not here," Donnie replies.
"Maybe you should tour your own models this way. Would that be considered cheating, using that form to work on details?" He's not sure if it's more a matter of skill or practicality when it comes to one's mindset in doing such things.
He feels a lot lighter than he has in weeks. There's still lingering problems, but there are also things that he knows he needs to do, and as he'd told Rung, he wants to help prepare to prevent, to counter the worst that might happen.
"If you want. I'm working on some designs that I hope will help in future encounters with Stardroids..."
"Oh, I'm sure cheating for little details is allowed in a hobby. I have no qualms against it, I might take it up... Very smart, thank you for that idea." Then Rung takes another seat up with the work Donnie was producing as he lays his eyes quick glanced over.
"I would like to see, perhaps... I can be a 'rubber duck'. Someone to talk at while you work on it?"
"A different perspective wouldn't hurt for that, I'm sure," Donnie says, grinning a bit.
He turns back to the worktable, picking up his cutter again so he can finish the remaining divisions.
"I guess it couldn't hurt." Usually he's on his own doing things, so having someone to explain the process to sounds more enjoyable. His brothers get bored much too quickly.
"Well, right now it's mostly basic crafting so I can get the casing ready. I figure I'll get that out of the way and make sure the sizing is correct for when I dive into the fun part."
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He tenses at first, but then pushes aside his pride for a moment to hug back, sighing tiredly. Another weight off his figurative shoulders. Another bridge repaired.
"...it's still kind of weird hugging an otherwise strange random human, you know."
Sorry, he can't help himself. He's only glad his brothers aren't around to make it awkward.
Donnie extracts himself once he feels those weird holographic arms loosen. "Thanks for...not running." It wouldn't have felt right, ignoring things.
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"You're brothers would probably still try to beat me up either way." He says, leaning back and putting hands on Donnie's shoulders briefly and pats.
"It's rather funny being this small, but it has its benefits. Now, shall I run later though... I don't mind sitting here with you a bit longer to see your work. Perhaps I can learn more things."
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"Maybe you should tour your own models this way. Would that be considered cheating, using that form to work on details?" He's not sure if it's more a matter of skill or practicality when it comes to one's mindset in doing such things.
He feels a lot lighter than he has in weeks. There's still lingering problems, but there are also things that he knows he needs to do, and as he'd told Rung, he wants to help prepare to prevent, to counter the worst that might happen.
"If you want. I'm working on some designs that I hope will help in future encounters with Stardroids..."
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"I would like to see, perhaps... I can be a 'rubber duck'. Someone to talk at while you work on it?"
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He turns back to the worktable, picking up his cutter again so he can finish the remaining divisions.
"I guess it couldn't hurt." Usually he's on his own doing things, so having someone to explain the process to sounds more enjoyable. His brothers get bored much too quickly.
"Well, right now it's mostly basic crafting so I can get the casing ready. I figure I'll get that out of the way and make sure the sizing is correct for when I dive into the fun part."