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FRAMEs: Chapter II [Reboot] (Mech combat, politics & corporate intrigue)

Sarah gave a soft flinch to the hug. Though within seconds she had already melted into her. It was odd to her, but it was nice. No human could ever deny that. She began to feel somewhat normal again, in terms of physiology anyway. The sparking in her eyes seemed to dull as the world seemed to come back to her. The mash of colours no longer looking like someone took a magnet to a CRT screen. Just like a tv after someone took a magnet to it. "Thanks....", she replied meekly. It was a little difficult for her to say anything else. She meant it. Turning her head to her comrade, it cocked slightly at the statement. Yeah, she did remember that. That was a strange thing in itself. The OSU were masters at doublethink. She soaked up the information. It was kind of strange though, in her head all she could remember was that the dogs in the Kamdeshi region were blowing up children. That was nothing in comparison to the bizarre propaganda they famed themselves on. "Well, it must feel homely then.", a half smile appeared on her face as she compared her rebel days to the panthers. Her arms tightened around her legs however as she saw the pain flash across her friends face. A pain she knew all too well, if she didn't block it out with factor 5000. "Huh...You don't change do you...", she replied softly, her mood having perked some. Marlene was as pragmatic as they came. That and she thought it kind of cute that she didn't want to replace him. Mind, it wasn't like half of Mr. B wasn't forced into her newest iteration of him.

"I remember that...It was a nice night...", when in all realities four men had left the bar that night, only three testicles went with them. "That was never confirmed....I told you, the arm came off.... in my hands...and I was just...trying to get it back on...", she gave a soft chuckle as she tried to lie her way out of it. "Marlene...thanks", she said softly and moved to squeeze the breath out of her. "NIIICE....", she said with a somewhat renewed vigour. "Please tell me that you left some forest for me?", she said standing, Sarah wasn't bounding, just walking to go and let off some shells. "Ten credits I can hit that bouy!", the last thing she could have thought was whether or not that bouy had been important or not. As it soon ceased to exist.

FRAMEs: Chapter II [Reboot] (Mech combat, politics & corporate intrigue)

Shit...

I'll get a post up tomorrow then.

#being an idiot

FRAMEs: Chapter II [Reboot] (Mech combat, politics & corporate intrigue)

Am I actually allowed to post? Or would that be a strike :p

FRAMEs: Chapter II [Reboot] (Mech combat, politics & corporate intrigue)

Meep. I'll have a post up shortly. :D

FRAMEs: Chapter II [Reboot] (Mech combat, politics & corporate intrigue)

Sarahs eyes still blazed with colours. Glitches and static distorting her view of the world. It was yet another reminder of just how much a freak she was. Her vision was so comprimised that Marlene actually looked like a deep azure stroke of colour moving in. She looked up towards it blankly. As if it was simply a hallucination. "Heh...Not at all, the only thing I can blame you for was giving me such an easy job...", she looked towards her with an empty smile. As Marlene was closer she would be able to see the servos in her eyes spazzing out; The apertures opening and closing randomly. Little, what seemed to be sparks, shot through her scleras and propagated through the fractal patterns on her face. The sensation of the comforting hand made her feel ill. As if the comfort was alien to her. How can an enemy's touch feel comforting...?Her head fell back into the corner and the sparks intensified for a moment before her head turned back to her. She took the bottle and took a drink. Ich...beer. She cringed, "Hah....damn it Marly....too weak", her smile seemed a little warmer but was still depressive considering her usual take on life. "I'm a freak of science.", she said softly. "At least I can realise that now, it's hard you know?", her spasming eyes seemed to focus on her friend, just for a second on her before going back to jittering. "Marly...I've tried for so long to block it out...But the nightmares just keep getting worse. I keep leaping on every moment of joy I can...hoping it just might filter through.", she stammered a little through it as she tried to articulate her thoughts.

Growing up in the union was a very alien thing to outsiders. Real emotions, other than national pride, were not considered to be something that was worthy of anything. Sarah could only take the mental beatings so long before the elephant that broke the camels back. Her hand shook before it found her pocket to bring out the little silver case once more. A quite beautifully rolled hand made cigarette. Victory tobacco. It was hard to get outside of Osbania, hence she had been saving the last of it. Now seemed as good a time as any. Bringing it to her mouth seemed to be an arduous task. Though no where near the level of difficulty she had in lighting it. Her hand seeming to only just manage a spark of the trench lighter she used. Before it finally caught a burn. The smoke from one of those things was acrid but the rush of nicotine and homesickness generated by it only served to make her sadder. Her body curled up, as if under attack from the world. "I...don't want this anymore...", she said before taking a desperate drag. As if trying to will it to burn harder. "I should go back....It might...", it seemed as if her brain triggered a defensive mechanism on the thought. Her finger began to rhythmically tap her knee as she tried to prevent her line of thinking being exposed. "They'll kill you if you try....", her words louder than she had thought. She looked at Marlene in a way that could only convey what she had said referred to the Panthers. In her head the national anthem began to play, she began to shiver as her mind came under attack from years of propaganda. Programming is a hard thing to kill and she'd been fighting it an awful long time.

FRAMEs: Chapter II [Reboot] (Mech combat, politics & corporate intrigue)

Awww

Massasuga......

FRAMEs: Chapter II [Reboot] (Mech combat, politics & corporate intrigue)

[New Message received] The buzzing in her head wouldn't stop. There wasn't even the ability to turn it off. It wasn't like she had the ability to update the firmware anymore. It wasn't like anyone even had the ability to outside of the OSU. A soft whine left her as she summed the mental energy to open it. Ah...Marlene. She read it before her body simply curled in and the thunderous boom of a gun that quite frankly shouldn't exist by some convention or other began to blast out in fever. She'd turn off her ear implants but her sleep had already been disturbed. If she went back then nightmares it was. Sarah opened her eyes slowly. The vibrant colours still distorting her vision. It was like she was seeing in infrared. Moving to turn on the inner lights she sat their for a while. Seemingly non existent but in physical form before she simply popped the hatch and clambered out. Not even noticing that her classic Sonic the Hedgehog blanket lay strewn across her shoulders.

Sarah looked at the message again....Freak...It seemed to bite that much harder this time. As if an iron facade had broken and it could simply hit her in full force. If it were not for the THC still coursing through her she'd most likely just cry. It's an old expression, but it was more than true for Sarah. Laugh, or cry. Lifelessly she hit the floor and looked around the hanger. There was everyone, working away, apprehensive? Excited? It didn't matter, deep down as she walked she wondered why she'd left.

"Huh...", she said softly to herself. Kat had vanished from the hanger bay. Well, Marlene did say, without much thought she merely plugged her pad in and uploaded the perfected code. Marlene would be able to play her hand now. It wasn't anything bad. That she knew, but it didn't seem to matter much to her. Sarah kind of felt like a robot, an emotionless husk with a simulated personality. The bizarre colours she saw as she moved and the sensations going through her mind just seemed as normal as her usual day.
[<Sent from Paddfoot> Hey, jobs done. All is well.]

To any outsider that would be obvious, though to an Osbanian, raised as the party wanted. It was the greatest crime to leave your country. Having been given the honour of being a testing vessel for the technologies that would make Osbania the greatest power in the world. At least if the party line was towed. The question span in her mind as she walked slowly through the corridors. She wasn't even going anywhere in particular. Her eyes seemingly drifting in and out of different vision modes. A rather vacant expression until she passed the dining room. There, slumped into the table lay Kat. Sarah blinked, then walked over. Looking down she moved to place a hand on her. Then stopped, looking down at the floor she lifted the blanket from her shoulders and gently lay it over her. Then once more moved to gently lift her head to rest on her forearm and walked off. Not even giving it another thought. Sarahs eyes began to flicker, small sparks could be seen within. Smoking weed did a number on the electronics. It wasn't permanent damage, but it certainly was not good for the system.

She continued walking. It was rather eerie in the Samigina now. What was once bustling corridors simply held shadows and in all honesty that was all she could really see. Just shadows, shadows of people. Ghosts of people that were. It was funny, for all the effort she made into being happy around people she couldn't remember their faces. It just seemed like a lie, all of it. Them...her. All the same. This venture was becoming pointless. Why had she left the union? Why had she betrayed her country? Why didn't she try and make amends? Her wandering had taken her to the deck of the samigina. Sarah barely even noticed the sound of Marly's gun fire as she stared forwards. Not even looking at anything in particular before she simply sat down.

FRAMEs: Chapter II [Reboot] (Mech combat, politics & corporate intrigue)

Sooooo?

FRAMEs: Chapter II [Reboot] (Mech combat, politics & corporate intrigue)

YAY LOVE YOU GUYS!

FRAMEs: Chapter II [Reboot] (Mech combat, politics & corporate intrigue)

Foster, can you get me links to Mellowlink? I wanna watch it....

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