We're a Couple of Misfits

<div align=center>Pollyanna laughed a bit at his comment, her attitude being light at the moment. She took in carefully his requests to paint a solid black room, and made sure to keep in mind that it had to be solid only. Man, it would get dark... Ah well, whatever made him most happy. As long as she had an excuse to take a brush to the wall, she was good.

She nodded a small 'thanks' as he held open the door for her to leave with him. In naiveness to his comment, she added "Yeah, there's a whole bunch of cool stuff there that usually no one uses. Sometimes if you're real nice to whoever's in there they'll let you take some stuff home!". She had gotten half of her clay collection that way. And pretty much everything else. Heck, she was just broke.

She popped out of the room and waited for Tellios to catch up, leaning against the wall. "The room is only a short walk away. Like, five minutes or so." That would be okay, right? "Anything you'd ever want for arts and stuff is there. If you see something else, holler... I'll try to get it for you." It was the least she could do, anyway. </div>

<div align=center>With a bit of a skip in her step, Pollyanna led Tellios down the hall and to the art room. Down halls and up the stairs, to the third floor. The college rooms nearby had the best room for the supplies, as the one in the K-12 was a bit more... Worn. Heck, some of the brushes were chewed. She only wanted the best for both his and her current project. And she wouldn't expect less.

With the comment, a small smile creeped along her face and she let out a little giggle. She wasn't complimented often even when it was teasingly. "If you say so~" She replied back in a somewhat sing-songy voice, though her tone wasn't serious. "Though I'd have to agree." What she was referring to or just being a general term was a mystery, though she left it at that.

With the explanation of what he did, she almost froze in her tracks. Shows? Was he a theatrical artist..? She gasped quietly. "You make theater stuff...?" She asked, now excitedly. "Aw man, that's so cool..." She commented mainly to herself, before perking up once more. "Hey! Everyone's good at some sort of art... Even if it's not traditional pencil-and-paper sort of stuff, what they like I say is art in its own right... Especially when you make stuff like that. Pretty nice hobby there." She nodded assuringly. Of course, she wanted to hear more. But only if he wanted to.

After another minute or so they arrived at the art room, the girl casual as she pulled a bobby pin from behind her ear. Not like it was a crime to be sneaking in, for no one really cared. She knew they mainly kept the doors closed so the younger kids didn't come in and wreak havoc. With that she opened the door and flicked on the lights. And immediately she was hit with the overwhelming mixed smell of paint and dried clay.

Inside of the art storage room were shelves upon shelves of paint, both in large cans and small containers. Brushes lined a large sink used to clean them, and ceramic creations contained other little bits. Unused sketch books and canvases were stacked neatly, though otherwise everything else was crowded and disheveled. Just the way she liked it. "Nice, huh?" </div>

<div align=center>While shuffling through art supplies, Pollyanna kept the corner of her eye on him, her smile a bit saddened. He had yet to truly believe that he was a normal person with interests and likes, it seemed. But even if he was an AI, he was more human than some of the people at this school. She hoped that one day she could try to show that to him. Not only that, but he needed to explore and develop what he liked already. Although she wasn't much of an actress she admitted that she really liked theater. It was a shame SA didn't have much of a program, otherwise she'd tell him to join right in... Oh well. "Well, you have a new start here, and you can pick up a lot from just hanging around the island. I have to say, I'm sorta in the same position as you... At least, outside connection wise..." She had her dad and that was it. But even then he only apprehensively loved her, due to what she really was. She was more of a distant pet than a daughter for him really.

From the top shelf on a far wall Pollyanna lifted up a can of matte black paint, the kind with zero gloss. She looked inside, hoping the shade was dark enough for him. To test it out she dabbled a little bit with a brush on the wall. The room already was painted by several hundred students already. She didn't notice him unbuttoning his shirt, or check around the room. Even if she did, she wouldn't have picked up on the memo anyway. She looked up to the nano-man as he began to talk again, and listened carefully. He didn't have a hobby... But was thinking of doing one. "There's a good idea, you should follow up with that! I think there's a couple of people around the school that do that sort of thing..." She confirmed supportively. "There's plenty of clubs and after school stuff around here as well. If any of it interests you, don't be afraid to join. After all, you'll probably meet some nice while slid figuring out what makes you happy." Though she personally was a solitary person, she could at least stand behind the notion that to learn skills it was important to expose yourself.

She approached Tellios, holding the bucket of black paint in front of her, her head tilted like a curious puppy. "Is this good?" She asked him, hoping that it was. "I think your room will look super cool with black. I hope that vision won't be a problem though, I'd hate to come in one day and accidentally step on one of your nanites... She hadn't really heard before of a solid black room... But if it was what made him happy, then that was all that mattered. </div>

<div align=center>With his agreement on the choice of paint, Pollyanna smiled. "Great! Well I'll get some brushes and stuff to... I'm sure there's painter's tape around here somewhere..." She thought aloud as she took another look around the room. With his question however Pollyanna slightly tilted her head. Hm, well she supposed not. She wasn't in a hurry anyway, and besides she still needed to get what she personally came for. "Of course not. Take your time looking around!" she figured that since he was in fact a robot of sorts and didn't see much outside of the lab he was raised in he could use as much outside experience as possible. Besides, he was a new student. So it wasn't an issue/wonder why he wanted to look around!

There was a curiosity with her however that led to the questioning of his mortality. With the mention of time, Pollyanna began to think. Was he able to age? Or was he an immortal due to the fact he wasn't an organic being in the first place? As much as she hated to admit it however it seemed to be the trend that lab experiments like them were doomed to have a shorter lifespan, especially if they were failed like they both were. She didn't give much thought to it personally, due to her sense of optimism for both herself and others. She knew she would probably die younger than most. Heck, that was almost inevitable. But at least she got to live for a little while... And for the time being, she would make the most of it. "You'll find free time... And when you do, make sure to go have fun, okay? Life's too short to not be living it to the fullest..." She mumbled to him as a response, her mind still pondering both of their lives ahead of them.

She suddenly snapped out of it when Tellios covered another topic of concern for her. At least he had the situation of lighting colored... And besides, if push came to shove she could use her other form's ability of echolocation. It was useful in finding what she needed. "Alright then, as long as you've got no other problems then I can't wait to see your room when it's finished!" She was easily excitable for these sorts of small things. Then again, it was the little things that seemed to impress her the most. She was a simple young lady.

As Tellios went off in the small room to look for things, Pollyanna grabbed some paint brushes and a new sketch book for herself. It was only gently used, and the previous owner had torn out what was theirs in the first place. Good. But as she was looking, she suddenly grew curious of her new friend, and looked to him through the other room. "I'd hate to get in any of your business, so if you don't wanna answer you don't have to. But I'm just curious, is there anything else your body can do? And anything you have to avoid?" Suddenly, she but her lip. "Yeah, sorry if it's a personal question. I just wanna know what I should and shouldn't avoid with you." After all, how many times in her life could she say that she had a guy made out of nanobots as a friend? </div>

<div align=center>Her fascination with his inhuman ability to read at top speeds piqued her attention. It would have taken her a week to do so, for she wasn't the fastest of readers. For a flawed experiment she thought he sure had some advantages over her. But the grass was always greener on the other side, and certainly both of them had drawbacks in their design. Including either the threat of a tragically short life span or immortality. And Tellios seemed to be of both.

"Well..." She couldn't even fathom immortality... Losing the ones you love, growing older but not weaker, destined solitude... It was a scary thought. "Immortality would be... Pretty cool..." She wasn't precisely telling the truth with this, but she'd rather live forever than die totally young. "I just hope you stick around for awhile. I'm sure they made you strong enough so you can." He certainly seemed to be stable, if not for a couple of bugs. But he wouldn't just shut down completely one day would he? Because that would be so sad...

Her thoughts of this were cut off with Tellios speaking of his weaknesses. She prepared to make a mental note of these, so that she wouldn't do something to screw everything up... But as it seemed, it was nearly possible for her to do so. That was good. She did try to think of those with electrical abilities, as a precaution. But nobody would hurt anybody on purpose here anyway, so there was no need to worry. At least she hoped not. Everything else about him though was pretty cool. The way he functioned was just intriguing, and she couldn't help but to be in some awe. And all she was was a silly bat creature... Ahh, but there wasn't a place to compare. "Oh, alright. That's pretty cool, and I'll be sure to make sure to keep those things from you." She thought of the nanite she had earlier, who she had assumed went back to its owner. Just how many did he have anyway? It was a mystery.

"I hope you can figure out more things about yourself! I don't even think I have anything else that's hidden about myself..." Whether or not that was a good thing was left broadly up to interpretation.</div>