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+ ENTRANCEWAY TEST DRIVE MEME +
You have isolated your victim to study it at length, seeking to become them. You are nearly satisfied you know your chosen subject, ready to take on its form, leaving the poor soul to rot. You crave bottomlessly to be more, more powerful, more skilled, more inspired, and being them will be so much more interesting.
They will tell you what they think, they will tell you what they feel, they will tell you what they see. Are all these shapes useful? Will they let you know them? Will they tell you more about them?
For you must see more. You have not yet seen enough. You must rise--

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no subject
Human? Possibly? He only does a preliminary scan as he assesses the situation, mildly alarmed. ]
WEEEwrrrrrm!
[ They're not weird sounds, he protests. I'm talking! But from what he gathers, droidspeak is not one of this creature's skills. He peers up at her, domed head wiggling back and forth for a moment. Though he's just a bit bigger than a soccer ball at his base, BB-8 possesses a tenacious spirit. Encouraged, greatly, by his owner. ]
WAABBawweer!
[ And who are you? ]
no subject
...Okay.
[ Whoever made the thing should have taught it to say words, she thinks, but luckily, she excels at non-verbal communication. It sounds freaked out, sort of, or surprised. She realizes she's towering over the thing, so she takes a knee, kneeling down to BB-8's eye — ocular? — level to appear less threatening. ]
I'm Malia. I'm not gonna eat you or anything, so you don't have to run. [ She's more blunt than comforting when she says it. ] What are you doing?
no subject
He remains where he is, for the time being, but doesn't move back any further, at least. ]
WABBAwa.
[ Exploring, he says, but then realizes she won't know what he's talking about. So he rolls his head around to gesture to the room, in a sweep of his head that would make owls jealous, and then performs a tiny, circular roll. One of the silver panels on the side of the droid pops out, and he uses one of his little hook arms to show her the communication device he found not too far from his person when he woke up.
This is a weird place. No doubt about it. ]