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silentium est aureum ──────┐
Tacet - ♂ - Loner - Form
Tags: Xylas └───────────────────────┘
He shrugged lightly. His hands could do wonders when he found the right shoulders. The man stood firmly at his spot and eyed Xylas. That damn patch of hair on his chin getting the best of him. He just wanted to yank on that thing.
“Hey I got all the free time in the world, kiddo. See me if you ever need some rest and relaxation. I got you, cuz.” He smirked while rubbing his chin and biting on his lip
“There’s this place downtown that does a tremendous job at it. They give you a massage, and they do that thing where they walk on your back? Dude the whole stick. You and I should go do that some time. Then maybe go out to eat or somethin’ afterward.” He coughed while shrugging and sticking his hands in his pants pockets. Trying to look cool as he glanced away
“Or whatever... ya know..”
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Pertinent es ad me ───────────┐
"TARS" - ♂ - Taskforce Captain - Form
Tags: Open └─────────────────────────────────┘
David blinked and the next thing he knew Sam was leaving. Was she going to go get something? He didnt remember hearing a response from her. She just.. left the room like a silent angel. He shuddered as his system tried to violently reboot itself but failed miserably. It didnt hurt him. It was just a mild inconvenience.
A trail of silver liquid led into his room. The door was open and inviting. He lay on the bed, staining the white sheets with his silver blood.
After waiting a while he wondered if he had been dreaming. Perhaps Sam wasnt even there at all. He didnt know anymore.
His body was slowly trying to repair itself. The first thing to be repaired was the fluid leakage. That was sealed up. The remaining puddle around him seeped into his sheets.
His breathing seemed labored and he just lay on his bed.
All he could do now was wait until he recovered. Hopefully find out whether or not his troops had make it back in.
He would have been out there by now but his legs were still in the process of being fixed. Both heavily damaged and mangled.
The false man looked like a pile of scrap on his bed.
He shed a single tear as he softly sobbed, his breath catching.
“I’m s-orry S-am...” he gasped before going quiet.
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Something in Latin ────────┐
"KIPP" - ♂ - Rebel Soldier - Form
Tags: Sparrow / Brooke └───────────────────────────┘
He stopped. She wasn't going to come with him. Forcing her to come wasn't going to help either. She was free to do whatever she wanted to do. He sat there with a soft sigh, looking slightly defeated. He continued to stare her down, trying to figure out why she was afraid. He didn't understand her fear. Androids like him weren't programmed with fear. Especially not of the dark. With a tilt of his head he heard oncoming footsteps behind him, and a familiar voice telling him to get back inside. Chester spoke not of Sparrow.
The gentle fingers against the ebony and ivory of the piano came to a slow halt in its haunting melody. He breathed in, then out.
If she wasn't going to follow him then he wouldn't push her. She knew where his bench was. She could find him again if she wanted.
"I trust.. you can make the right decision.." he said aloud. He looked her in the eye. He had to leave and everyone knew that.
"Regardless of your choice I won't judge you for it."
And with that he turned and gestured for Brooke to follow him down the dark hallway. His pace was a little slow but his eyes lit up the path. There wasn't a single fear of tripping over anything you couldn't see. Bright blue light lit up the path.
Not once did he look back. He'd get her eventually. If she needed a little nudging he'd hopefully soon get her to jump from her safety of home and fly like the rest of the young ones out there. Perhaps the idea of jumping was causing her to hesitate.
"Just take that leap, little Sparrow. Spread your wings, and don't look down." he said aloud. To nobody in particular.
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