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Elliot took the picture back and looked at it, "Oh..." She place it back down where she had found it. She felt bad, not because they were dead. But because she couldn't even bring her parents memory to mind. She hadn't even managed to recognize their faces she turned away from the picture and walked back over to the bed. She sat down on it and looked her bionic arm. She looked at it for a bit of time before raising it in front of her.

She looked at Jacob, "How did I lose my arm?"

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Sounds good to me c:

I'm thinking Elliot was also quite timid

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Elliot caught the necklace he threw at her. She reached up and touched her neck where the necklace would have fell. She realized how bare and empty it felt. She opened the necklace's clasp and put the necklace on. Once the small golden anchor lay against her chest, she gently touched it. Although she had no memory of ever wearing the necklace, it felt as though it belonged there. She dropped her hand to her side and looked at the man, "Thank you, Jacob..."

She picked up another picture and looked at it. She stood between a man and woman. However, the necklace that she supposedly never took off was on the taller woman behind her. She handed the picture to Jacob, "Who are they?"

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I figured I'd ask some of Elliot's questions here so that we can discuss them:

How long did we know each other? I was think a few years, not to long. I was originally going to say that maybe they could have met during the revolt but since you just said that they met before maybe only a few months before?

What was I like? I was thinking we could do a few flashbacks before we got to this one...

Who was I to you? This one is kind of obvious

What happened to my family? I was thinking dead. That at the point she got taken, Jacob was the only person she had.

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Elliot walked into the room that had apparently once been her own. There was a sheet hanging above the only window that had been fashioned into curtains. Her bed was made but that seemed to be the only clean part of it. She turned on the light that sat by her bed and looked around. There were books strewn across the floor in small little piles as though she had been trying to keep clean. One book drew her attention as it sat at the bottom of her bed, left open. She lifted it and read the title aloud, "Pride and Prejudice... Did I like this book," she asked as she flipped through the pictures before tossing it to the side.

She kept looking around the room. There were a few pictures sitting on different pieces of furniture. She picked up one of them to see another picture of her and Jacob together. It seemed they had been close. She replaced it on the dresser and sighed. There wasn't much to see. The room was terribly small taking only a few steps to navigate anywhere. She looked back at Jacob, "Didn't you have to get looked at?"

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Perfect! I'm excited.

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Elliot looked at him when he introduced himself. She rubbed her human wrist and winced a little as the handcuffs had cut into it. When soldiers entered, she did her best not to react and freak them out. Besides, she didn't want her hands locked back up.

"Kill him," the voice in her head hissed.

Her eye twitched as she ignored it. She looked up at Jacob when he explained what he was going to take her. She nodded her head. Pursing her lips, she walked with him, "My old quarters... And you know... my name? And the picture... that was me..." he knew her, that was for sure. It wasn't just words he had said to stop her from killing him.

"If you followed orders, it never would have stopped you," the voice muttered. She ignored it.

She slowly started to think about her first question. She decided to start off easy, "How old am I?"

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We should do some flashbacks c: So that you can deduce the differences between Elliot and Android Elliot.

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Elliot looked straight ahead as the man spoke to her, saving the robots would not provide her any answers but he would. She listened as he walked up behind her asking her if he was safe to remove the handcuffs that held her wrists together. She kept staring straight ahead before she answered, "What does it matter? I could kill you without them," she said blandly.

She sighed and bowed her head, "If you promise to answer my questions... I'll try not to kill you," she glanced over her shoulder, "I can't exactly promise... Voices in my head and all."

She looked ahead again, "I'll do my best to ignore them...."

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The robots aren't doing very well at keeping her under control...