Hanging out? What about Bowling? [FINISHED]

Edym spoke out asking a question voice carrying the weight of "awe" and amazement asking if Ienzo was building some sort of weapon. Ienzo gave a small grown walking back to his lab table the papers mostly burned away showing small random numbers, luckily the main document was on the computer system. He gave a small grumble groan crumbling the paper before throwing it away near by trashcan, about the same way as the guy went on how happy he was that the young scientist knew his name. He turned eyes looking toward the blonde standing there happiness oozing from him, he didn't quite understand.

He mumbled softly, "I'm busy... It wasn't a weapon, it was subject 45's Rattus norvegicus Albumine mixed with highly complex mixture of chemical and AI neurons that were to create a glowing genetic gene change allowing safe tattoos come and go at will through communication of electrical systems within the homo sapien body." The soft mumbled soon turned into a slight straight back smile with finger teacher-like manner as if to explain the other person in the room why he was smarter and why he should be completely left alone. He rubbed his forehead annoyance, "Ym74 sensitive to noises and light, cause unknown. Seventh attempt, Fail."

He mumbled something else cleaning up the lab space before speaking slightly annoyed, "I will call you longer promise." His brain screaming, please don't drag me outdoors, please don't drag me outdoors. Knowing full well if the male so much attempted, he will always lose. The battle of wills, he was the least willful, too laidback.

The one thing he had to admit about Edym he at least seemed to care about what he worked on, that can be said more than other people like students at the school or his Foster Father who sent him here far away. He thought of that other guy, Zola, he never send him a text did he even have the phone still? He pushed this thought out of his head giving a small yawn from little sleep and starring for hours at tiny little glass object perfecting the AI's merging with the neurons before testing it on plasma to see if the AI's actually allowed bodily acceptance. "Its a work in progress." He said simply with a slight huff of complaint ad admitting he didn't quite figure it out yet.

Soon the friend broke into about making up to him, Ienzo temporarily forgot about the phone promise he just made, questioning what the guy even met. Shouldn't Edym be making it up to him? For ruining the 7th attempt? Then the guy went on about having fun hanging out, he blinked slowly taking it all in. He wanted to go "hang out"? As in the outside world? With all the people, things, interactions? He pointed out the door whimpering slightly at the bright light from the windows floor above streaming through, "Out there?" It was one thing to leave for research purposes, but Hanging out? Going to concerts? Wasn't there large amounts of incubating germs? People pushing rudely, breaking into fist fights just to touch 1 loud song artist? At night when crimes were committed, that was interesting maybe he could test out his silent tazer out. Would Edym even let him bring anything? He looked over to his cabinet full of successful prototypes.

His friend asked nicely one more time smiling, he stared slightly shocked at how bright the smile was. He found himself nodding in agreement, eyes switching from Edym back once more to the cabinet, before a small sigh. Slowly a half smile showed up, "Okay" Then again later then again later, why did these things keep happening?

Less work? He tilted his head, he had been working nonstop to the point of starving hims some days, he simply forgot to eat that was all. Then there were the days he forgot to drink coffee, he flinched at the memories of painful headaches. Sometimes spending hours staring at an experiment was required, that was all. He scratched his head confused as the guy hinted of his safety, he hadn't died yet though. Maybe he should wear safety equipment, though if nobody intervened his work.

The friend continued on about moving in with him, was that even allowed his father did send him to the school. Though he was a grown adult and already completed course requirements. He blinked having scenes of Edym barging in and ruining the experiments over and over again. "You would just barge in ruining things, plus leaving alone is private, more time to think. You plan that instrument long hours, how is a scientist to think?" He did a slight arm cross thinking how much his friend loved music, maybe he should make a music box with his song playing. Who knows, people liked presents right?

"Bowling? The sport where the ball must exceed 30 inches per second in order to hit the pins at the right angle to make them all fall?" He tilted his head playing this loud sport over and over in his head. Could he practice the angle just right? What if he hit a split pin? maybe invent a bowling ball that opens up and pushes the p
ins outward? Away from the ball? Forcing them all to knock down, then closes before making contact at the recycler?

He looked over eyes lowering annoyed that such a thought would be passable, "The last time you helped, this red button was pushed blowing up the mainframe computer sensors... If you wish to offer your brachii in subject testing, I'll accept." He lifted his head with a confident smile that, "yes" this will be an absolute brilliant idea. Offer your arm, allow him to test the safe tattoo chemical in there.. There will be absolutely No consequences, after all he can't screw up.

He didn't understand why his friend was so insistent of him moving in, why would any homo sapien wanted another to live with them? Wasn't there understanding need for territory? Is that not why his adopted father kicked him out? "But.." He started quieting down slightly not sure how to fight with his friend's very valid points. He could actually be a good help, and he could always place silencers around his friends band if they effected any experiments. Just why? Was this some sort of fake acting to gain his trust, only to stab him? He would do something like that, so why would a friend?

Edym went on a tangent about bowling and how he always hit the gutter, a small smile managed to slip its way passed Ienzo's lips, followed by a gentle chuckle. "I can make you a bowling ball win every time...." He offered raising a slight finger as if representing a simple solution.

Ienzo broke into a laugh as his friend offered the arm muscle for experimentation, "Okay." He answered simply picked up his house keys leading the way outside of the house to go bowling. "Driving? Or me?" He asked as he exited the door, closing/locking it should Edym followed outside.

Ienzo gave a nod agreeing to drive so that Edym can look up places near by, luckily the driveway was big enough to fit 2 cars next to each other. Pulling out his keys, he unlocked both sides with simple click of a button before sliding in drive seat. Start of an engine they were off toward food area, stopping at a small fast food joint. He placed the car into park in the lot.

Soon slipping out he locked the car, followed Edym inside the smells of the fast food slamming against his nose calling a small drool built up on his mouth. He walked up to the register picking out a meal before Edym, soon paying with a black prepaid card. Waiting calmly for Edym he filled up his soda, once both had their drinks. He slipped into a booth seating sipping on the soda looking outside at all the busy people, happy that the burger place had its own parking. After several swallows he turned his attention silently to Edym looking at the blonde hair wondering how he ever managed to get it, wondering what it would look like on him.


OOC: this is such an awful post... Go ahead and post Edym finding places to eat at and speaking. i don't imagine Ienzo speaking much just nodding. I def see Edym starting the conversations a lot more than ienzo.

The blonde began to move about speaking after couple of bites, taking on a rather joyous smile. Ienzo really didn't understand why the guy smiled as much as he did, wasn't homo sapiens suppose to smile whenever they fed about something? Not all the time? Was that against some sort of instinct? Whatever the reason, it actually felt good. He liked the smile, always so cheery and bright, not many were like that he was around. He made a slight comment about company the silver hair scientist blush slightly confused by why he would like his company. Ienzo never really smiled, maybe once a while, a small sign of encouragement. Maybe to mislead another but, he wasn't like those other homo spaiens people were drawn to. They type on tvs, posters; the smilers.

He paused in his thoughts, wasn't he suppose to say something here? A show of the message was recognized? Like a computer reading the files copied and paste. He swallowed the food answered slight shakey voice unsure how he was suppose to answer. "Thank you, yo-your company is enjoyable as an advanced interface." Did he do that right? Normal people wouldn't use the word interface, would they? His eyes quickly shifted downward to the burger re-entering his mouth.

He then noticed Edym grabbing for the fries, realizing his mistake, he wasn't eating the fries. He quickly hid the fact he forgot the fries by placing the burger down and making a smooth words, "Yeah."He quickly awkwardly placed the burger down, began fiddling with the ketchup planning to eat fries like someone normal would. This combination of trying to hide the odd movements and awkward squeezing too hard, caused the ketchup to fly in random direction.