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As the robot explained the purpose of the empty building, 02 decided it was reasonable to find it so empty then. If it wasn’t a defensible or strategic location, there was no reason not to abandon it for the more obviously armoured ships in an uncertain situation. She was absently trying to count the ones in the half of the dome that she was looking towards while listening in, but the numbers became less important the longer the robot rambled. Not because it wasn’t a good idea to know, but because it was offering them information she had not thought of. Something rather… worrying.

And amusing, that it didn’t know they were the things that had crashed through the glass. She wondered if they should apologize for that, but didn’t know whose fault it was. She didn’t feel like she should apologize for anything that might not be her fault, or in her control.

Of more concern, was the revelation that the streets hadn’t been evacuated because people were in danger. The empty windows with their lights still on hadn’t been abandoned in a rush for safety, but because all those people, maybe… everyone in this city, would become those soldiers that made her gut twist. She didn’t like that thought. And her gaze grew sharper as she eyed the ships until the robot distracted her with its handouts. Inspecting the item curiously, 02 hesitantly did as she was told, after glancing towards the other two, just to see what they thought. She had to remove the mask and headpiece first, and she didn’t like that. But being able to speak with the robots more directly seemed a good idea.

At the question turning the conversation back over to them, she tilted her head a moment and then asked the first two thoughts that came into her mind. “Is every civilian a Varden soldier?” Lifting her arm to point towards the spire, she didn’t give him a chance to begin another ramble. “What is that?”
When the robot started up, 02 had been glad, though she wasn’t sure what it was they’d done to fix it. Perhaps it had fixed itself.

She was far less pleased when it began flailing about with hard little arms and legs. One, probably accidental rap on her fingers and she pulled her hands back, taking away his support and stepping out of reach. Watching it, she did have to admit it was somewhat amusing, how it appeared to be attempting violence, given the words it was spouting. Less amusing was the volume, and she winced, quickly diverting her gaze to their surroundings to make sure it wasn’t so loud other people might hear it. They were on top of a tall building though, and with the rain… She doubted they’d have to worry, but she’d watch the ships just in case.

01 could deal with the hysterical robot. Dealing with robots seemed to be a skill of hers. Or she was simply more gregarious. Whatever the reason…

Her amber eyes remained turned outward as the conversation took up a little more calmly, gaze sweeping half the sky as she listened in. She didn’t turn around at the question addressed to them either, simply shrugged. She hadn’t had a chance to look at the items to which the cables were attached, and she doubted she’d need to know. Either the robot would, they weren’t important, or… “Will they still work with the wires cut?”
Whoop, sorry. I'll get a post out today.
Sorry about that delay, we had one thing planned yesterday, so I thought it'd all be good, but it was a more tiring event than I expected. So, I kind of just flopped when I got back home.
They went in and… she almost found it disappointing. Or maybe more disconcerting. The emptiness of the hallways. The immediate quiet. After all the tense worrying, it seemed… anticlimactic. Welcome relief, but still odd.

When they made it up to the roof without incident, following the buildings simple layout, 02 found herself glad that there were no more stairs. It was monotonous to climb so many all at once, and glad to finally be outside again. The expectations of enemies jumping out of the shadows at any moment, rushing from behind closed doors, or waiting for them on the next floor left her feeling wrung out when she realized there really was no one else there with them. Though the ships were still around, they seemed to be focused more on the ground around the crashsite than on the tops of buildings. That was her first priority, but it looked like if they didn’t make too much fuss up here, they shouldn’t be noticed too quickly.

Good. So, next, they should look for-ah! Was that? It seemed they’d found the scout. The poor, haphazardly constructed thing looked rather sad hanging there. Was this misfortune caused by their crash? Or had the robot gotten itself tangled trying to do… something else? “Careful. Wires might be important.” Or dangerous. Though how they might know what this tangle did, she wasn’t sure, but given as there were still lights on in the buildings around them, she had the feeling that these ones would still be doing whatever job they were meant for as well.

She helped by holding the robot up, loosening the tangle for 01, though she wasn’t really paying attention to the task, her eyes constantly wandering away from what their hands were doing and back up to the view. Following the big dome to the hole in the sky they’d made. Wondering about the spire looking so domineering. It really was a good view from here. She would try to make use of the moment once they’d freed this little guy.

“No idea.” All the robots she’d seen so far looked somewhat worn out or lackadaisically put together, given the materials used. Of course, she could not say that this wasn’t usual, though she felt it might not have been the general situation before the robots had to start fixing themselves. It made sense though, if no one wanted to help them, that they’d have fewer options. Still, it did mean that she wasn’t sure what might indicate damage on these things. Maybe a big dent? “How do you… wake robots?”
Thanksgiving has caught me by surprise, so, if Raging Fenrir has things to post now, feel free. Just assume 02 is being judgemental and watchful as per usual. >.> I should manage a post tomorrow though, since we're doing the dinner tonight.
Poor entangled robot.
Names are hard, team names are even harder.
Although she did not like waiting, and had so far acted in the moment to pull the other two along with her, 02 could not say that she wasn’t glad when 03 offered to do some scouting. She didn’t like to hesitate, but caution and uncertainty were still catching at her thoughts, making her second guess every choice simply because they didn’t have all the details. In fact, they had… almost none of them.

So, a bit of scouting before stepping into yet another unknown seemed prudent. And, though she didn’t step back, her eyebrows nearly disappeared in surprise as she stared at the place where their companion had been. Sharing a glance with 01, she could only shrug helplessly. The ability was perfect for the purpose, and she couldn’t even be sure she was following 03 with her ears. Just the faintest of scuffing sounds now and again wasn’t much to go on. Ducking back down to keep out of sight in case they were visible from the sky as another dropship went by, she was wondering if the invisibility was a universal trait, or unique to their newly made scout, when the one in question came back.

She didn’t think she could do any sort of disappearing act, so she shook her head and focused herself back to the mission. Neither choice, of more scouting from outside or walking inside and out of the rain, seemed the best option, but she could only think of the two. Unless one of them could suddenly fly, there was no other way to reach the top, and flying would have meant sharing space with all those dropships anyways, so she really shouldn’t have-Nevermind!

“Too long either way. Some chance the tower was left lights on when everyone else went.” Their arrival did seem to have stirred everything up. “But no contact with GF means something’s interfering, doesn’t it? If it wasn’t the us crashing… Climb outside and they might see you from up there.” In other words, there was no good choice, but she thought she might prefer the one where they didn’t draw in too many people if they ran into trouble. “A ship sees you, they call more ships. Inside… It’s probably narrow, they should be more restricted. I say we go in, and you go back to being invisible, in case.”
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