[Zero vanishing had certainly bummed her out. She didn't know Axl as well although she felt sympathy for the ones who knew him that were left behind. But Zero disappearing into thin air was felt way more by her--and by everyone, it seemed--and Pascal did the only thing she knew she could do and went to work. Throwing herself into projects, however pointless, was how she was going to cope with this.
In doing so she came up with a brilliant idea that might bring some amusement to the others were still around. She remembered how much it had cheered Sophie up once she had gotten Mecha Asbel working so why not! The various banging and clanking of metal, the whirring of machines and hammering of bolts into steel were common in the days after Zero left. She was at least conscious of the hour and never made noise at night but during the day hours was a different story.
But at long last she's seeing her project come to an end.
Ciel will find something of an "organized mess" in the workshop. It's clear Pascal attempted to shove things away as she went but it didn't really work. It's at least navigable. When she finds Pascal the thing she's working on is covered underneath a sheet. She glances up and blinks, dirt smudged on her face and some oil stains on her shirt.]
Oh, heya, Ciel! Sorry I didn't near you come in. [She hops to her feet and wipes her brow with the back of her gloves.] Is that for me? You're the best! [It's definitely been awhile since she's eaten...]
[Ciel carefully makes her way over to the desk, trying to find some area to safely set the tray down in, though her eyes can't help but track the work area for changes.]
It sounded like you were very busy down here. [But she doesn't see anything immediately odd or out of place beyond the usual clutter... and something under a sheet? Ah, but Pascal had asked a question, hadn't she... ]
I know it's likely he'll be back... but it just feels wrong without knowing when he is... or where, for that matter.
[She hadn't been able to learn too much about Zero's past, but from what she knew of her own world and even snatches of conversation between the reploids here it wasn't exactly a pretty time either.] Ah, but don't worry about all that... I'm fine. Pascal, you look exhausted. You really should get some fresh air and a nap after you eat...
[And then maybe bathe... but. One thing at a time.]
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In doing so she came up with a brilliant idea that might bring some amusement to the others were still around. She remembered how much it had cheered Sophie up once she had gotten Mecha Asbel working so why not! The various banging and clanking of metal, the whirring of machines and hammering of bolts into steel were common in the days after Zero left. She was at least conscious of the hour and never made noise at night but during the day hours was a different story.
But at long last she's seeing her project come to an end.
Ciel will find something of an "organized mess" in the workshop. It's clear Pascal attempted to shove things away as she went but it didn't really work. It's at least navigable. When she finds Pascal the thing she's working on is covered underneath a sheet. She glances up and blinks, dirt smudged on her face and some oil stains on her shirt.]
Oh, heya, Ciel! Sorry I didn't near you come in. [She hops to her feet and wipes her brow with the back of her gloves.] Is that for me? You're the best! [It's definitely been awhile since she's eaten...]
How've you been holding up?
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[Ciel carefully makes her way over to the desk, trying to find some area to safely set the tray down in, though her eyes can't help but track the work area for changes.]
It sounded like you were very busy down here. [But she doesn't see anything immediately odd or out of place beyond the usual clutter... and something under a sheet? Ah, but Pascal had asked a question, hadn't she... ]
I know it's likely he'll be back... but it just feels wrong without knowing when he is... or where, for that matter.
[She hadn't been able to learn too much about Zero's past, but from what she knew of her own world and even snatches of conversation between the reploids here it wasn't exactly a pretty time either.] Ah, but don't worry about all that... I'm fine. Pascal, you look exhausted. You really should get some fresh air and a nap after you eat...
[And then maybe bathe... but. One thing at a time.]