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''Oh, wow, that's such a long time.. What's a mental processor? And if like, you dont mind me asking, why or like how did it break?'' She asked, really interested, it sounded cool. Robots were cool, she loved technology. When Kipp pulled himself back onto the counter, she smiled and glanced up at him, smiling. ''Oh cool! That's so few, I dunno, I imagined there being more.'' She spoke, softly. ''So you could like die at any time and just be like irreparable?'' She smiled when he mentioned his marriage. ''Congrats, I'm happy for you! She beamed up at him. ''Mhm... sure... elves...They totally exist.'' She was skeptical, if there were elves, she'd have seen them before. She was certainly short enough to, it wasnt like she was tall. And, as well as that! Kipp could see them and he was like super tall compared to her.

''Who's the lucky person?'' She spoke, ''..or thing?'' She added looking at how tenderly he was wiping the toaster.

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He hummed to himself, keeping his eyes on his toaster. Really she was supposed to be the rebel's toaster but by now he established a pretty good relationship with her in order to really call it his.
"A mental processor is like someone's brain. I have a mental processor, you have a mushy pink brain. Yeah?" he explained while looking over at her
"Only my brain has rules and things I have to follow. Like my brother, his mental processor is probably still functioning just fine. He has to follow rules to operate. If we break the rules, we eventually break the processor."
He sighed and thought about a more clear way to explain it
"Its like being in school. You have the ability to leave it at any time, but you suffer consequences. Lets just say early on in life I left school and now I'm an android with no rules. I can do whatever I want and the people who programmed me can't control me."
He smiled and set the toaster down, wringing the rag in his hands
"She's a little shy right now. Our wedding is coming up so I'll be sure to invite you then."
He wasn't about to out himself right then and there. It would be silly to ruin a conversation to admit he was marrying a toaster. Because honestly it was such a silly concept. An android marrying a toaster? I know, right? She's completely out of his league. It was amazing how such a perfect piece of machinery picked him.
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"TARS" - ♂ - Taskforce Captain - Form
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He wasn't quite done with him then. The handshake was over and Rhys smiled at him and David smiled back. Which wasn't always necessarily a good thing. David almost never showed any sort of emotion. His grip on the man's arm didn't let up, and he squeezed a little harder while moving to look at his arm and admire it.
"This certainly is what I'm more interested in. Your machinery is quite advanced. Do you happen to know who made your arm?" he asked, not bothering to look at Rhys anymore
His focus was on the arm. He moved it how he wanted and looked at the fine details, the joints, the interesting internal parts.
"Because I'm sure you know that I myself am made of a few of the same parts. I'm just curious, you understand? I'm sure you have been as well. Many people who meet me are."
He let go of his arm and resumed his standing on his crutches, raising a single eyebrow as he watched the male in front of him
"I very much look forward to working with you as well. Now tell me a little more about yourself, Mister Larimer. I don't want to get too personal but the more the better, you understand?"
He sat down, his tone was light and playful as if they were just friends talking. However the words he was speaking wasn't so friendly. It was confusing to say the least.
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[onion]

♥ romi kim / 19 / rebel medic
power: healing touch
location: medbay
tags: luciano (everyone in medbay)

romi tensed at the side conversations. it didnt seem anyone was in need of immediate help, thankfully. she walked to lucianos side and opened a drawer, taking out her small portable med pack. "do you need anything right now?" the girl asked luciano, looking up at his face nervously. she didnt want to be a pest or a bother, but she was a medic afterall, so this was her job. she needed to be here most of all places. "and can i get you guys anything? dinners been served," romi added, turning around to face the others.

repost cuz its been a few pages and idk if people missed it eheh ;w;

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|Taskforce 117|Soldier|Male|Pansexual|Nerve Alteration|Tags: TARS |Mentions:|Mood: Unease |Location: Captain's Office |

Rhys couldn't help but feel relieved when David smiled at him. It was almost comforting, in a sense, because it showed that the captain wasn't anything like the soldier had thought.
All was well for those few moments; until the handshake was over, or rather, should've been over. The android hadn't let go of his arm, instead squeezing tighter. The younger man tried his best not to show his unease, opting to stay quiet while his commanding officer examined it. It wasn't until David spoke that Rhys let out a breathe that he didn't even know he was holding. "Erm, unfortunately I didn't have liberty of knowing the maker." Rhys' tone seemed to get quieter as he spoke.
The soldier couldn't really argue with that; he was really curious about the android captain as a whole. After the man let go of Rhys' arm, the latter crossed his arms around himself.
David's tone was vastly different from the words he spoke, making the uneasy feeling in the younger man grow. Rhys thought it over a moment, not quite sure what to say. "Well..." Deciding that it would be best to just start from the beginning, he just began to list things off. "My name is Rhys Larimer, I'm currently 23 years old, I was born in Phoenix, Arizona but was soon sent to serve in Washington D.C before coming here. Oh, also! My power is Nerve Alteration; basically, I can damage or heal nerves, or I can mess with people's senses and make them see, hear, feel, taste, and smell things that aren't there. The only downfall I'd I experience various symptoms depending on what sense I affected, the target must also be in my sight for at least 6 seconds." Finishing his long winded spout of information, he couldn't help but feel worried that he wasn't giving all the information his captain asked for.

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saša milovanović (milo) | the general | shape shifting [-10] | general's study | tagged: levi | mentioned: edie, michael

milo watched as each member of their audience trickled out of the office, leaving only levi behind. they were exhausted, and a deep aching had settled into their bones. as if on cue, they sank down, sliding from the edge of the bed to the floor. back propped against the bed, they closed their eye and leaned back, finally able to relax a fraction.

"tylenol sounds great, actually." they murmured. "thank you, macias. i'm getting a bit too old for this."

the general wasn't that old, really. maybe they were being dramatic, but the physical strain they put themselves through time in and time out must have been shortening their lifespan. coming back from the edge of death was no easy feat, after all, and the truth was that every new battle left an additional ache in the marrow of their bones. white hair at thirty years old and arthritis like an old man... if taking bullets for their subordinates didn't kill them, the stress would eventually.

milo reached up, grabbing for their plate and pulling it down into their lap as their green eye lazily peeled open once more. they plucked the last piece of apple from it, crunching it thoughtfully as their gaze remained a bit distant.

keep going like that, and you'll keel over again before you've got a chance to recover.

"if you see edie and michael, send them in, yes?" they murmured. "please, and thank you."

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felix naomi shor | squad member | human | taskforce hq | tagged: crystal | mentioned: TARS

felix lead the woman down the hall, keeping a brisk but easy pace. dang, was she missing her pooch right about now... what she wouldn't give to be curled up on the couch with a hot dinner, a movie, and man's best friend. "down here. you can take any of these unclaimed rooms on the left. it's sort of a permanent living space for folks like yourself, so i would recommend giving it a personal touch." she hummed, patting one of the doors as her free hand came to rest on her hip. "food should be available now, and if the captain is well enough to have an audience then he'll come talk to y'all sometime tonight or tomorrow. any questions?"

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Clove stared up at the man in front of her. Maybe, just maybe she could poke him and shock him. It was quite tempting, and she could probably give him a good enough jolt that he'd realize vocal mimicry wasn't the only thing she could do. But instead he had already turned and left before she could get a word in edgewise, leaving her in the corridor alone.

wow, rude.

Clove crossed her arms, glaring at the place Raiden had once stood. She made no attempt to follow him this time, it just occurred to her that she'd make his life a living hell once she got her bearings here. Maybe she could statically charge everything he touched? that would get annoying really fast.

A small smirk crept across her lips as she spun on a heel, heading into the main area of the head-quarters. She rounded a corner and heard a voice, though slightly familiar she thought nothing of it. Dorm rooms yes that's what they were talking about, possibly to another newbie that just joined, it wasn't a surprise that Clover wasn't the only one joining the party.

She ran her fingers through her hair, still a little lost as she wandered around in search of something to do. She could go back to the lockers and figure out her life there, but that had little purpose. She could take out her guns and clean them? That might be a good idea but she just did those last week.

She huffed, trying her hardest to figure out what she was doing. A very hard decision really. Maybe a patrol? She knew for a fact that chaos ensued here not too long ago, and she didn't really want to bother staying around to find out why. And she definitely didn't want to get into any more arguments with stuck up bowmen.

She tapped her foot in a simple rhythm, a soft hum leaving her as she scratched the back of her neck. Immediately static caused the hairs to rise slightly and she begrudgingly backed up against the wall to ground herself again.

She needed to learn how to braid.

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Nic finally let out a heavy breath he'd been holding for several long moments. He snuggled up against the wall, slouching his shoulders under Em's hoodie. It was definitely comfy, and he managed to help stay at a relatively normal temperature with it on. (As normal as he could at least) His skin was still cold to the touch, though now it didn't shock someone as much if they were to touch him.

He watched Banks casually, a small smirk growing on his face as witnessed the ship beginning to sail. And if it didn't actually leave the coast he'd swim out and push it off if he truly needed to. He leaned his head back against the wall, finally at peace for a short moment in time. He had nothing to worry about. Everything was going to be fine.

“Get some soldiers on the door, what the heck are you all doing? And I swear, someone better tell me where Ansel Hanes is right now, because I'm gonna put that idiot in the ground.”

Nic visibly flinched, eyes looking up over the collar of the hoodie at the slightly cracked door that lead into the mess hall.

Oh no. He forgot about Edie.

He tensed, sitting up and almost throwing the hoodie from his shoulders as he felt his body cool off. You can keep it on so long as you don't touch it with your hands. He reminded himself, jumping hastily off the cot he had been so peacefully perched on beforehand. His one hand briefly rested on the wall as he peeked around through the cracked door, leaving a shimmering sheen of ice.

He saw Edie, looking... angry. Great, she thought Ansel called for help, that meant he had about thirty seconds before she found Hanes and he told her it was him instead. He quickly opened the door, moving as fast as he could without drawing attention, and ran down into the dorm rooms.

He hoped he didn't leave too much icy evidence of his whereabouts. A simple footprint of ice slick was all that kept him from being discovered. He slowed, finally focusing his powers. He leapt down and slid under the last bed in the row, leaving a small patch of ice because that's easier than banging your chin on concrete. He sighed, tucking himself into a sort-of fetal position before he realized someone else was there above him.

An attempt to peek up at whoever was snuggled under the covers earned him a bump on the head. "Ow!!" He exclaimed before smothering his voice. He rubbed his head, frost appearing in his hair as he grit his teeth. "Sorry to disturb! I'm just hiding before my boss decides to kill me." He whispered hastily, eyes darting to and fro as he turned to look at the entrance to the dormitory.

//Sorry about only doing two posts, this was all I was able to do in between bio and English homework qwq I'll get the rest up later today hopefully <3

[rainbowwrowell]

Mavis looked up at Kipp, smiling lightly. ''Yeah. My brain sounds gross when you put it like that though.'' She continued to listen as he spoke. ''Oh, so you like... made a conscious like choice to break it?'' As he continued once more, she swung her legs just a little, she nodded as he spoke. ''That sounds awesome though. So like before you had to do everything they wished and now you can just do whatever you want.'' Then Kipp said,''She's a little shy right now. Our wedding is coming up so I'll be sure to invite you then.'' Mavis' brows furrowed just slightly, and asked,''Are you marrying the toaster? What's her name? Thank you for inviting me to your wedding. Congrats on your engagment, I'll wear my best clothes. ''

[Lilycat2006]

Karissa Blackwell | Tags: Embry | Location: dorms
Karissa understood the side effects of using powers wrong and for too long. She got piercings specifically to help her deal with the migraines she'd get when using her powers for too long. It was like taking a sledgehammer to her head. She nodded in understanding to the girl and moved over to a bed and sat down. She coughed in the awkwardness of not knowing what to say next.

Embry Morrison✳Female Rebel Recruit✳Wing Mutation/Death Prediction✳Tags: Karissa

Yep. Holding a non-sarcastic conversation was very difficult. She thought, slightly sighing. With her, it was either tell her to kill someone, or leave her alone. She played with the loose feathers on the bottom of her dark tinted wings as she thought of something to bring up. Don't mess this up, don't mess it up... Was her occurring thought. "So, erm." She started, looking around the room, anywhere but Karissa. "Are you excited for training?" She asked. Smooth one Embry. She scolded herself. You go straight to fighting? Great convo starter. She was hopeless at this stuff.

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He shrugged. Maybe it wasn't conscious..he didn't really know if he had purposefully collapsed his entire being to become more organic and less machine. KIPP had more of a will to live life to the fullest.. and less of a will to follow the rules. He was the kid who drew outside of the lines on purpose.
He resumed a smile and nodded, looking back over at Mavis
"Right. See? You're getting the hang of it." he replied "I'm just more .. I don't know.. outgoing? Than the rest of my brothers. A lot of people call me extroverted.. and extremely friendly. Which isn't something you'd normally find in an android." he chuckled
He continued to watch Mavis with a smile and a calm look before she completely unraveled his plans out in front of him. His eyes widened but his smile never left. A more concerned look invaded the upper part of his face.
Damn..
"Okay.. fine.." he exhaled, deflating like a pool floaty. He hated confessing his secret love for the toaster. "Yes.. I'm marrying the toaster. Her name is Nellie and we are madly in love so don't give me that look." he scoffed at Mavis, giving her the look
"You better wear your best clothes. Try not to wear socks, they might go missing. Anyways! I have a lot to do today. I'm a very busy android." he sighed, stretching a little from coming off the countertop
"So what are you doing? I might as well bug you for a little bit longer."
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The easiest part was when they filled out the information sheets for him. Just outright giving him the information he needed. Everything about Rhys was going down in his little brain.. making sure he knew everything he needed to know about this man.
"Very interesting.. I'd love to know more." he nodded, tilting his head. Everyone had different kinds of powers. So putting down his was a real treat
"Really? Well.. Mister Larimer.. I'd have to admit that your abilities are very special." he chuckled with a nod
"I don't think.. in my many many years of living.. that I've ever met somebody like you." he replied
"You certainly are one of a kind. I hope you can realize that."
The android actually winked at the boy, breathing in and then sighing. Now things were getting a little boring. He began to wonder where Zandria was at. The bot looked away and to the side, viewing his room. This was easily the moment where he was supposed to talk about himself as well. But.. as most androids go they were very secretive about their information. Personal information and whatnot. Most androids didn't like talking about themselves. Well.. most of them anyways..
"Anyways I'm sure I've bored you enough here.. Though I do look forward to working with you more often. Perhaps on the field and such." he said, looking back at Rhys with a multicolored look and an odd smile.
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[rainbowwrowell]

Mavis was still smiling as she looked at Kipp. When he said she was getting the hang of it, the smile got slightly bigger and a small wave of relief came over her. She wasnt always the best at getting everything right off the bat and figuring it out well. "Yeah! You're really lovely and like you're so friendly. You're so nice." She was being honest. She was surprising herself, she usually wasnt nice. But I guess, interest her and she'll eventually open up.

When she actually unravelled the plan, her jaw dropped slightly. Wow.... she didnt actually believe it. She was just trying to tease him. Not actually unravel the secret he had. She took a breathe so she didnt laugh. "Nellie will look truly beautiful, I'm sure. " She smiled at him. "I didnt actually think I was figuring everything out. I was just trying to mess around with you. " She said, swinging her legs again.

"Why will my socks go missing?" She blurted the question out. A bit concerned. "Oh, I'm waiting for either Milo to call me into their office to give out to me because of the fight I got in earlier, or, for Michael to come back. I'm worried about them both. " She replied to his question. "I'm gonna get a drink too, cause I didnt drink much water today." Using her telekinesis, she opened one of the cupboards and got a glass. Then she hopped off the counter and went to the sink before looking at Kipp.

"You said you're a busy android. What you gotta do? Anything I cant help with?"