The Meandering of a Mad Model

“School: student, culture, hindering, optional, oriented, learning. I wonder why daddy left all those letters of this academy out across the cabin, was it truly his wish for me to attend such an academy? Students: Strangers, trying to, use, deduction, evidence, normally, transpired by, stopping. ” The rogue Mark-1 sat there alone by the gates at the entrance of Syne Academy still unsure if this was an appropriate facility for her to enroll in. The most odd part was that she was already enrolled and had forgotten her first month of classes along with the names of the general populous. The two ocular implants that consisted of the same appearance as that of human eyes lacked luster in her eyes radiated a lifeless shell of a creature as she continued to stand there alone. For now she deduced that it would be appropriate to merely observe the everyday schedules of the presumed students and teachers that were out and about on this fine spring day. As she watched she noticed several gatherings of humans that had seemed to form together for large conversations.

“I wonder if they are all friends? Fabricated, relationship, induction, emotions, normally, divided … strange. I wonder if they will love me and daddy?” Looking down toward her stomach she would slightly lift up the black fabric to reveal a small sliding door that revealed human remains which she had decided were still organic material meaning that her papa was still alive as other people said that loved ones would always remain alive inside of the individual. Her interpretation was a bit off from the usual meaning of that line in motion pictures, but it kept her sane … to an extent. Slowly the small door was shut allowing her father to rest inside her once again. The minuscule android now began to stroll across the brick path that would take her all the way up to the door once again. As she looked inside again her memory protocol shot into action. “Oh right daddy and I already attended class here. Silly me.” Wrapping her knuckles against her stomach would let out a loud clunking noise.

Zoel had been wondering about through the school. He had been slowly making his way towards what he believed to be the location of the school's lunch room. With the sun high up into the air he had occupied his lonesome walk with a small tune he had learned to whistle from an old friend of his. While the whistling wasn't anything to write home about the small tune had easily carried through what quickly became a silent hall as people's conversation's died down to look at the random boy whistling throughout the hallways. As soon as Zoel stepped outside his whistling stopped as he looked around himself, while the sun was doing its job of beating down with his hot rays on his face and hair he couldn't help but get a small chill as the cool air reacted with the heat of the sun. Despite the conflicting climates Zoel still felt that outdoors was a nice mix from the inside he had previously been spelunking throughout. He looked around for anything that resembled a lunch room, however his eyes caught something that he found even more interesting. He ran a hand through his currently messy hair in an attempt to push it back. There stood a very short girl, her eyes had a dull sheen about them, something about them sent a ting of pain to Zoel, she looked sad or maybe hurt in some way. He walked over to the girl, his whistling since faded and a smile cracked across his face. Once he reached her he Slouched his back to get closer to her height. Despite him thinking of himself as short, yet still growing, he was surprised to see that perspective didn't change the extremely small stature of this girl. He held out a hand, the tooth filled smile still plastered across his face as he began to try and get her attention.
"Excuse me madam, I couldn't help but notice you from across the way. The name is Zoel Leorixon, if something is bugging you then please allow me to be at your service." He gave a small curtsy bow as he said this, his hand awkwardly sticking out in front of him the whole time.

Alerted to the whistling that an individual in her proximity was making Val quickly looked around to determine the origin of the sound. In a matter of seconds she had spun around to notice that it was a boy who was relatively slouched in his approach toward her which causes her great confusion as she knew that wasn't healthy for ones back in most situations. His toothy grin glinting every now and then as she eyed his dental materials. "You are rather strange looking did you know that?" She stated in a rather empty fashion. "And my name isn't madam it's Valkyrie." Her tone wasn't rather uplifting in fact in almost was dreary. "Nice to meet you Zoel ... do you want to play a game with me? It'll be fun." Her voice continued to drone a hint of machinery to be observed this time. "Daddy always told me that he was with me in here," she smiled as she went back to her compartment opening her stomach and pulling out a piece of a pinky finger. Waving it about toward the boy she then said, "Daddy says hi I think that he likes you. Although he is a bit nervous that you might hurt his little girl. Don't worry though daddy I can handle boys. Daddy secretly loves me and won't admit it to anyone else." Her once dead expression forced a faint smile and squint.

His friendly smile quickly turned to one of perplexity as his head began to tilt itself. The girls feminine voice held something a little bit different to it. He rested a hand under his head as he tried to place what was going on, her voice almost held a tint of something you could hear when using connection on a television or walkie talky. It wasn't until the girl opened up her stomach and pulled out a piece of a skeleton did Zoel's eyes widen, his head drifting back as he was caught by surprise. A prop perhaps? That still doesn't explain the fact that she was able to open her abdomen. He had never heard of metal people before but it definitely peaked his interest in the girl. Despite all of his uncertainties one thing was for sure, this was still a lady and he must treat her as one! And to treat somebody as a lady was is to not deny them of their pleasantries. Zoel removed himself from his thoughts only to find himself using the tip of his finger to play with the bone that sat in the girls hand. He hastily removed it from where it sat on the what looked like a small finger bone. and smiled at the girl again.
"I would love to partake in your game. What is it you would like to play misses Valkyrie?"

She watched his expression change from the usual agreeable face which she normally didn't recieved to an even more rare face as they normally revert to one of fear after talking with her. She stopped waving the bone about when she heard him agree. Her expression continued to stay the same solemn position which lacked emotion. "Oh I have a plan we could play catch: common, activity, tossing, circles from, hand to hand." Her voice taking on a rather atomic ring as she explained the definition of the word in her memory bank. "I have just the object that we can use. Daddy always loved playing games." Replacing the finger she then reached in again this time removing what appeared to be a human skull before changing her expression to a giddy smile. "Daddy wants to play too." The short girl almost appearing like an innocent child if it weren't for the skull that was now in her hands.

Zoel watched the girl curiously as she began listing off the random traits of catch. He had only played the game once or twice in his younger years when he had first moved in with Mairon. Despite the odd spectacle that was being portrayed in front of him the boy couldn't help but smirk slightly at the thought of his old teacher and makeshift parent. He snapped out of the ecstasy of flooding melodies as the girl pulled out the skull from her stomach. What was with this girl and carrying around this set of props? And what was with him and zoning out so much today? Zoel furrowed his brow at her.
"How about we use a rock or something instead?"
He looked around the foyer intently for a spherical object they could throw around before he was distracted by the loud gurgle emanating from his stomach. He looked at the girl and gave her a weary smile. He watched as various groups of people began to make their trek across the school towards the lunch room.
"How about some food instead?"
Zoel reached out to lightly pull on the girls arm and was slightly confused as his grip simply slid off of her unmoving body. He tried his best to play it off by continuing to walk backwards towards where the crowds were moving.
"Mind joining me?"

The girl watched the boys reaction intently as she hadn't managed to entertain even the smallest party before they ended up running off. She enjoyed the thought that she might not have been quite as terrifying as people have made her out to be. Confused however of why they would use a rock instead of daddy was causing her circuits to stir with life. "But rocks are dangerous, Daddy said that we never should throw rocks at one another. Besides daddy really want to get more involved in my life." Begins to smile as her father always could manage to put a smile on her lips. She watched as he looked about the foyer before hearing a growl that seemed to be originating from his stomach. "Your stomach made a noise ... to you require sustenance?" As he faced toward the cafeteria along with the other children as they were all ready for lunch Val began to wonder why she never felt such sensations.

"Umm, sure I will sustain myself as well with some lunch." She then began to walk her short figure forward at a relatively quick pace not paying attention if she overtook her companion as she was now off on a mission of sorts. Obtaining a meal.

Zoel was taken by surprise as he had to struggle to keep up with the almost abnormally short girl. After a few moments of quickened walking he caught up with the girl. His breath was surprisingly strained as he did his best to match her awkward pace through out the halls. As tempted as he was to continue with his previous tune even he knew it would look a little on a goofy side to casually whistle with such a hasty pace.
"Do you even eat, you have a hole where your stomach could be?" He asked the simple question under the attempt top make small talk but quickly realized how insensitive such a question could be take as.
"I mean uhh, what kind of dishes are you into?" He gave her an awkward grin as he walked next to her in an attempt to keep up conversation. The halls had grown ever more crowded as the two drew continually closer to the lunch room. While a set of double doors stood in the way, the set of slit shaped window's on the doors allowed a vision into the grand sized cafeteria. It was easily one of the biggest rooms Zoel had ever seen, yet not even his awe could keep him from doing what he felt was his born duty. The boy picked up his pace to a sprint, just enough to get ahead of Valk before doing a small spin past her and grabbing hold of one of the two double doors. He began to give a slight bow to the girl when he noticed the kind of hell he had just unleashed onto himself. Not only had he opened the door for the girl but there was now a whole slew of people coming from both in and outside of the cafeteria trying to squeeze through this single door. He let out a slight sigh, knowing he wouldn't have the heart to let the door go on somebody and walk into the room in front of them.
"I-I'll catch up!" He said out to her in a final hope that she would hear him.

"I have a hole where my stomach aught to be?" mulling over this she began to think that this was some sort of cryptography message or possibly a rhyme as she had heard of these before. "I don't understand what you were meaning by a whole in my stomach but I should be able to eat? Although I don't think I get hungry that much? What about you what is your favorite dish as I don't seem to have acquired such a taste of a favorite dish?" Continuing at her relatively quick rate she watched as the compatriot quickly sped forward and opened the door. Looking backward she would hear his catch up. She then walked back and said, "Allow me to help you. After all you said that you were hungry and I have not felt hungry. I will continue to relieve you of your obligation till you have eaten" She then walk over and held the door open as well as she wasn't hungry and was use to assisting people when she wasn't scaring them shirtless. She then pushed the door further open whether the boy let go or not and made herself into a human size doorstop as she stood there ready to move him in if he didn't take her offer.