Late December 2012; The Warehouse

[damncompass]

It's one of those days, where everything in the Warehouse is going pretty well.

People are around, doing inventory, prepping reports, and above everything, there's a cheerful static ball or two zipping down the aisles.

Joshua's in his lab, fussing with this and that, not really making any progress, but amusing himself in the process.

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[claudiometer]

She takes the box, and eyes her brother for a moment. "How the hell did you understand that?"

[damncompass]

"What do you mean?" Joshua looks at her oddly for a moment. "Isn't it obvious what she's saying?"

The scarab flutters its wings at the Donovans which elicits another static-ball-snicker.

[claudiometer]

"Well, I can tell we're being laughed at, but... no? --Get over here, you fucker."
She lunges for the scarab.

[damncompass]

The scarab flitters around Claudia's head before flying down to the floor and burrowing in.

"Oh, for fuck's sake! I don't want to have to fix that damn hole."

[claudiometer]

"God donut."
Claudia puts the lid back on the box, sets it on Joshua's desk, and eyes the static ball. "Can't you make the damn thing hold still?"
The static ball buzzes for a while.
"...Yeah, I still got nothin'."

[damncompass]

Joshua sighs, leaning on one of his shelves. "She says that it's older than her, and it's really hard controlling things that aren't older than her, so she's got nothing."

[claudiometer]

"If you say so." Which of them she's saying that to is hard to tell.
"How long have you been talking to her, anyway?"

[damncompass]

"Uh... I don't know? It's been a while. I just... I get what she's saying. I didn't realize that it was that out of the ordinary."

[claudiometer]

"Huh. You're going and learning new tricks on me."
The static ball buzzes again.
"Well, maybe if you'd slow down a little I could... catch... oh."

[damncompass]

"Exactly. You're overthinking it, Claud."

Joshua gigglefits, shaking his head and eyeing the hole in the floor. "Now what the fuck do I do with that?"

[claudiometer]

"Oh, shut up."
The static ball buzzes some more. "I... think she said to put goo on it?"

[damncompass]

"Yeah, she did. You're getting there!" He eyes the hole in the floor, then upends a tub of goo on it. The goo glorps about, but fills the hole, which heals itself.

"Huh. I wish that would work for all holes in things."

[claudiometer]

"If it was that easy it'd be an Artifact in its own right."