"Alright..." muttered Gray. "Hope this goes well..." She directed a finger at the radio, and a glowing aura of light appeared from it. She frowned, and focused, until it was reduced to a small, yet bright, glow hovering in her palm. She then pushed it forwards, allowing the radio to absorb it.
"Ah!" cried Truce, nearly dropping the radio. "It's hot!"
"Put it down!" warned Coco. "Don't drop it, though!"
However, it was already chanigng in Truce's claws. The radio shifted and stretched, finally taking on a whole different form.
"Bzzbzz...analyzing...new capabilites detected..." the small creature seemed to mutter. Truce set it down gently and backed away, going to hide beside Coco.
"What are you? What do you want to do?" demanded Tono.
"Analyzing words...
what do you want to do...query-function? Play music...searching database...no music saved...scanning airwaves...no signals detected...bzzbzz...record discovered." The small Velix, which had repeated Tono's words in his own voice, suddenly coughed, "ejecting" a strange cd-player like device from its mouth. Music began to play, a rather jaunty, cheerful tune.
"Wow!" said Truce. "That was cool, Gray!"
"Logic error," said the Velix, its voice somehow not interfering in the music. "Temperature is merely 'warm.' Determinators of climate not sufficient to qualify for 'cool.'" It paused then, eyes blinking. "'Cool' has alternate definition, as in something wondrous and awe-provoking." Its head turned, taking in its surroundings.
"Current scenery can be defined as 'cool.'"
"Huh," said Sta. "It seems to be halfway between full sentience and mechanical calculating."
"I lean towards 'latent sentience.'" replied Terra. "It seems more conflicted about its origins, and I believe that, as a naturally broadcasting machine, it simply thinks out loud, albeit in a way different from ours."
"That seems to have gone rather well..." noted Gray.
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