un: galaxyranger - text (misfire)

[forkeroni]

Beg your pardon, miz guizhong, but i think i need sum help.

Ignore the typos, voice to text aint workin rite now. Given the finger pads a try for textin and they seem to be workin but i aint super comfurtable with my spellin jus yet. So no makin fun!!

Anyhoo, the horse went down an i dont think its anythin major but im still haven sum trouble figgerin out the problem... legs seem to be workin fine, shes alert, so i think its sumthin inturnal.

Can you come over and take a look?

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[godofdust]

[She huffs at him when he pokes her cheek like that, but he's not really annoyed at all.

At least, not right away—]

Excuse me, Mister Boothill, I have a lady's hands and I will thank you to remember it!

[A little smack against his shoulder.]

Honestly, it's as if you don't want me to help you at all.

[forkeroni]

[He grinned and laughed, a hand over his chest as he bowed his head a little.]

Well, pardon me, m'lady. Your little lady hands ought to do the trick. If you would be so kind as to assist me, o' course. I would greatly 'ppreciate it, m'lady.

[godofdust]

[She huffs again, then gently knocks his hat askew before turning her attention to the horse.]

All right. Let's see.

[Guizhong sticks her tongue out between her teeth and reaches her hand inside, carefully feeling around with nimble fingers.]

How exactly did something get stuck in here? It should be a closed space.

[forkeroni]

-! Tch.

[He straightened his hat. She was always doing that when frustrated with him,.so Boothill let it slide.]

That's why I'm not sure if that's the case or not. But all her movin' parts seem t'be in order. Coulda just ate somethin' she weren't supposed to. We cyborgs ain't completely closed off anyway. Something coulda just made its way through the li'l nooks and crannies for all I forkin' know.

[godofdust]

[Had he ever expressed more than a token dislike of having his hat flicked like that, of course she would stop. As it is... it's harmless, it seems, and she will keep doing it!]

She ate something... Should she be doing that?

[Guizhong twists her arm, moving into an awkward position to push her hand in deeper.]

I hope nothing in here is going to take one of my fingers off...

[forkeroni]

[She never outright took his hat, so Boothill didn't really mind.]

She got the mind of a horse, missy. O' course she gonna graze. Her body should be able go handle it just like mine does the few times I eat or drink, but who knows.

[When she went deeper, Boothill looked taken aback for the moment and then reach out to try and pull her out, instead.]

Hey! forkin' hell -if yer gonna do all that, lemme shut 'er down first!

[Theoretically no, nothing should be that sensitive inside but things happened and she was just going in, gloves off! What is with this girl and her recklessness?]

[godofdust]

Shut her-?

[Then Guizhong yelps, dipping forwards as if something inside the contraption suddenly caught hold of her hand. She 'struggles' to free her arm, looking alarmed.

... Of course, as soon as Boothill helps her to free herself, he would find she was messing with him. She does put on a very convincing display of being panicked, though.]

[forkeroni]

[Boothill definitely pulled her out as best he could and then quickly grabbed her arm, only to find it relatively unblemished. No blood or broken fingers or anything. His eyebrows immediately flattened and his eyes settled onto her with an entirely unamused look.]

You little-- [There's a bit of a snarl as he bites back an expletive (not that it would have mattered).] What are you, five?