A teal green body clashed with the dark green bench it was stationed on, sat in front of the of the city centre's brilliant fountain on an icy day. A dusting of snow coated his rectangular head like an old man's hair... but he didn't really care how old it made him look. Hair was hair and a little dusting of white around his head didn't seem like too bad of a thing... he supposed it must look festive, and seeing that he couldn't find a Santa hat to fit his head this would have to do. He supposed this is what one would call... frosted tips.
The droid checked his messages for the twentieth time that day, making sure his invitation had gone through and that the reply was still there... the fact that it had warmed the coils of his body. He tried to ignore his nerves, or lack there of... having functioning emotions as a machine was rather weird. A lot of phrases didn't seem to work; blood boiling and nerve-ous itself for starters. He figured he should make some of his own like; "That Really Dims My Backlight" or "Charge Convulsing"
...His attempt to distract himself with wordplay didn't seem to work, he was soon back to drumming his metal fingertips against his legs.
Flash waited in the light snowfall, around two inches of the frozen matter covered everything that had been left uncovered. He of course wore his hoody because it was cold... despite him not being able to feel it... he just felt it was polite not to rub that kind of thing in people's faces. He didn't want to offend any fleshy ones.
The droid checked his messages for the twentieth time that day, making sure his invitation had gone through and that the reply was still there... the fact that it had warmed the coils of his body. He tried to ignore his nerves, or lack there of... having functioning emotions as a machine was rather weird. A lot of phrases didn't seem to work; blood boiling and nerve-ous itself for starters. He figured he should make some of his own like; "That Really Dims My Backlight" or "Charge Convulsing"
...His attempt to distract himself with wordplay didn't seem to work, he was soon back to drumming his metal fingertips against his legs.
Oooh [>.<] Where is she? Where is she? Did she forget? D-Did she have something better to do? She seemed up for it in the message... The droid panicked to itself, M-Maybe I shouldn't have turned up three hours early... b-but I wanted to be sure I got the time right [TT.TT] Sh-She might have showed up early though and I don't want to waste her time [>.<] Sh-She can't be much longer... right?
Flash waited in the light snowfall, around two inches of the frozen matter covered everything that had been left uncovered. He of course wore his hoody because it was cold... despite him not being able to feel it... he just felt it was polite not to rub that kind of thing in people's faces. He didn't want to offend any fleshy ones.