((This technically counts as a training thread, as I'm inventing or building something that otherwise needs a moderated word count and so on.))
Daedalus was working as always. He was in his laboratory, where he could always be found. Ryusaki was with with, monitoring him, as he always was. Tinkering away, Daedalus’ thoughts drifted, to loneliness more than anything. It was true, his bond with Ryu was strong, but it was his only. As such, Daedalus had found himself searching for something else, something new. Unfortunately, he still had no clue what, or rather how. Glancing over at Ryu, who sat non-chalantly, clearly bored with the daunting task of watching somebody who was clearly no threat, Daedalus passed a cleaning brush over a metal hinge for possibly the thousandth time. The puppet was diligent in his work, obsessed some would say. In all honesty, most would say he was bonking mad. In truth, he was pretty close and his fragile sanity was enough for Iwagakure to have him under constant watch. Grinning to himself, Daedalus couldn’t help but let the word roll off his tongue once or twice.
“Sanity... San-i-ty. Sane, Insane. Sanitize? No, no, no, wrong.”
It was strange little outbursts like this that kept Daedalus’ privileges limited. As he had paused to talk to himself for a moment or two his eyes now opened with realization. He was forgetting to do something! Looking back down at the project before him, the puppet king’s mind found the track’s once again as he busied himself with scrubbing away at the joint. It would continue on this way for hours, a mix of sudden strange epiphanies, a forgetful moment, and then a quick and hurried return to his work. It was no wonder why Ryusaki got bored; it was like watching a five year old play with lego. Tinkering away yet again, another realization seemed to hit Daedalus, this however, would be deduced as one of his actual breakthroughs. Dropping his tools, the frantic puppet man quickly stood, spinning around as he did so. Moving through the lab, he began tearing shelves apart, searching for some tool or another. Finally finding it, he rushed over to Ryu’s side.
“Hold still!” A ruler in his hand, Daedalus held it up to Ryu’s forehead. Studying it for a moment, he said little, lost in thought.
“Hrmmmmmmmmmm.”
Spinning around unexpectedly again, Daedalus practically leaped across the lab, tearing apart the top of one of his desks to clear space. Moving ever frantic still, he then began to collect wire and other conductors, small chips and pieces of metal. A soldering iron came into play at one point, and a stapler at another.
“Yes, yes, I’ve got it!”
Then the lab seemed to freeze. As Daedalus’ whirlwind of activity settled he could be seen poised over a now clear desk, tools at a finger tips reach, materials close at hand. It was then that a frown hit his face. Slowly, he turned his head towards Ryu, who was at an angle nearly behind him, his body remaining in the same position over the desk.
“Well, go ahead, ask what it is!”