[center][color=32cd32][h3][u][b] C E R R I D W E N    L A N K E R F I E L D [/b][/u][/h3]The City of Landing[/color][/center]
The Awilix Council meeting members were finally discharged from their prison of bickering and disputes; it was a freedom that only cost them several hours of their limited lifespan. Cerridwen entered the elevator and pressed her finger on the ground floor button, causing the doors to slide shut in preparation for the eventual drop. They were inches from sealing her inside when a hand of slender appearance grabbed the heavy panel of metal. The action forced the doors to scream stop and reverse in direction, opening up to reveal the young female known as Annabelle.

Annabelle smiled softly as she looked up at the robotic figure, locking eye contact for only the slightest of seconds before stepping inside. [color=6e757e]"Sorry to be a burden,"[/color] she whimpered as she stepped inside, apologising for holding up the good doctor.

Cerridwen's eyes trailed the girl, watching her enter the square room just as the doors sealed them inside. She didn't say a word, refusing to be phased by the slight inconvenience of waiting. The elevator gave a jolt as it began to lower, dropping from the triple digit floors to eventually land on the one closest to the earth.

[color=6e757e]"Thank you for stepping in earlier,"[/color] Annabelle cracked the silent air with a show of gratitude, [color=6e757e]"Gore and murder just don't sit well with me. It makes me physically sick."[/color] The girl had her hands resting in front of her stomach, using one hand to tightly grip the fingers of the other. She was embarrassed at how she handled the situation during the meeting.

[color=32cd32]"Carson was reckless. Those documents should not have been shared during that forum,"[/color] Cerridwen responded in a monotone voice, offering words of comfort but failing offer the emotions.

Annabelle looked up at the woman, studied her metallic figure, and noticed the array of lights and sensors that scattered the surface. Her eyes were drawn to the cameras that rested within the faceplate; the optical orbs that gave Cerridwen sight. Cerridwen noticed and turned her sight back away from the girl; she had grown accustomed to people staring at her uniqueness. Annabelle noticed this and instantly reacted.

[color=6e757e]"My apologies! I was just lost in thought wondering if looking at the world through a robot changes your outlook."[/color]

If Cerridwen was able to breathe she would have let out a gentle huff of air. [color=32cd32]"It is something that I have become quite acoustomed to. Before this expedition much of my work involved monitoring various subjects and samples, so the concept of viewing the world through cameras and screens is simply... second nature."[/color] Slowly she swayed about, giving the impression that she was deep in thought while speaking, [color=32cd32]"What I have noticed is my lack of emotion while I am within this body. Since my human body is still in cryogenic sleep I can't feel that same adrenalin rush I would once get while experimenting."[/color]

[color=6e757e]"That must be hard, not being able to enjoy the work that you do,"[/color] Annabelle offered words of sympathy, looking up to the current floor that they were on and noticing how they had now approached the single digit range.

[color=32cd32]"It is a misfortune, but it makes my plans all the more easier to complete as I can focus on the statistics at hand."[/color]

The elevator came to a rest as the doors swept open, revealing the lower lobby of the tower. Cerridwen stepped out and proceeded to make her way towards the outside world, leaving Annabelle behind to her own musings. The woman had a meeting to attend to, a construction firm within the business district where the overseer was complaining about some design flaws in the machinery that they were using. Cerridwen was not impressed with the complaint. She had taken the opportunity to evaluate the designs and didn't agree with what the man was concerned about.

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