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Adorable.
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?”
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.”
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.”
“Yes.”
She was ready to go. She couldn’t hear anything to suggest they had unwelcome company waiting for them, though the rain and walls admittedly dampened quite a bit of any potential noise. Talk about names and teams and cults could come later, though… They probably should discuss these things sooner rather than later. But 02 found herself unwilling to stall their forward momentum for something as intangible as a word. Nor did she think she’d need to know how to introduce their group to anyone beyond violence or as messengers sent by GF. She didn’t really want anyone else to know them. Or… to know about them.
But now wasn’t the time. “Think as we go. In your head.”
Fiddling with her mask as she spoke, 02 was relearning where more of its controls were, though she couldn’t quite remember what each did yet. It felt like if she kept following the tracks of muscle memory they’d lead her somewhere. Though it likely wasn’t the best time to experiment. “To the door? I don’t hear anything like those Varden nearby.”
She was ready to go. She couldn’t hear anything to suggest they had unwelcome company waiting for them, though the rain and walls admittedly dampened quite a bit of any potential noise. Talk about names and teams and cults could come later, though… They probably should discuss these things sooner rather than later. But 02 found herself unwilling to stall their forward momentum for something as intangible as a word. Nor did she think she’d need to know how to introduce their group to anyone beyond violence or as messengers sent by GF. She didn’t really want anyone else to know them. Or… to know about them.
But now wasn’t the time. “Think as we go. In your head.”
Fiddling with her mask as she spoke, 02 was relearning where more of its controls were, though she couldn’t quite remember what each did yet. It felt like if she kept following the tracks of muscle memory they’d lead her somewhere. Though it likely wasn’t the best time to experiment. “To the door? I don’t hear anything like those Varden nearby.”
Heads up. This weekend is going to be largely taken up away from the internet, so I'll be getting a post out tonight, apologies for the wait on that, but after that, I don't know if I'll have the chance to get anything out before Monday.
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