Damaged Dormouse

When nobody wants to RP and you kind of just sit there with your muse like

"I DID’N DO IT!" was the automatic response as Jeeves thudded down the hallway to whatever it was he didn’t do this time. He squealed in delight and ran over to try and catch an airplane. “Cool! I didn’t do it!”

As usual, the petite automaton looked to be in rough shape, as though she hadn’t been around people for a while. And was that a cobweb stuck in her hair? “Oh. F-f-f-f-found-ound them, y-y-y-yay~”

Rabbit bent a bit to pluck the cobweb from Dormouse’s hair, shaking it from her spindly fingers. The copper femme grinned. “Fall through the mir-ir-ir-irror?”

Dormy wasn’t the best judge of appearance at times, but she definitely noted a difference in Rabbit’s look. She straightened again with a shrug and bent to look at Jeeves, reaching over to poke at him lightly. “Was w-w-w-wondering where th-th-thossssse would end up. Probab-ably shouldn’t be surprised they found you.”

"I DID’N DO IT!" was the automatic response as Jeeves thudded down the hallway to whatever it was he didn’t do this time. He squealed in delight and ran over to try and catch an airplane. “Cool! I didn’t do it!”

As usual, the petite automaton looked to be in rough shape, as though she hadn't been around people for a while. And was that a cobweb stuck in her hair? "Oh. F-f-f-f-found-ound them, y-y-y-yay~"

"Uhhh…. Hello?"

"Coming!" She briefly turned to Percy. "Come on Percy!"

She took Cornelius's hand, her head down as she snagged her bag from among the crumpled newspapers. "S-s-s-sorry."

Penelope giggled and hugged Percy like an old friend.

A little shake of her chassis made her jacket flap a bit as she smiled. "I-I-I will be... But perrrrhaps it might be a good idea to g-get out of here."

Penelope giggled, and pet Percy softly. “You got big.”

Anything to allay worry over her, even if she was falling apart, not that she currently was. Percy wuffed slightly at Penelope, circling around her. No, you got little.

Keep Your Splendid Silent Sun by Ivan Belikov

If you’re right - I’ll tell you about a recent one.

First one, then the other lilac optic flickered to life as she stirred. Things had happened, she had been found, she had run away again, Percy was still with her, though he was a good deal more massive these days. She was ever grateful for the magically-refilling bowl the anon had given her quite…

Dormouse's face twitched slightly as she seemed to be getting a feel for making expressions again. Her usual hat was missing, leaving her curly hair unadorned except for some dust and a cobweb or two. One of the cracks in the overlay of her faceplates seemed to have widened slightly, but the enamel was still in place.