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> Cybernetics Headquarters, Abandoned Wing “If he wants to and also if he still remembers. There’s a chance he doesn’t remember anything at all from way back when.”, he offered up - it sounded stupid, but it might be quite real instead. Morris couldn’t say for sure, though, none of them could and even Zeros calculations sometimes proved to be off, thankfully at the very least. For now, they had a simple task and that entailed getting that container from here to there, at the other end of the fac…

> Cybernetics Headquarters, Abandoned Wing “I can’t say, really. Perhaps we are all right, all wrong, maybe you’re right, or Allison is right. Humans tend to be steadfast and breaking a promise comes with guilt. Emotions are fickle.” Heaving a heavy pair of mechanical eyes embedded in ones back was going to not solve anything either, especially if the piercing gaze would be following one for their entire life - even if it wasn’t there, Morris would feel like a failure, too. Perhaps he understood…

> Cybernetics Headquarters, Abandoned Wing “It’s not just what Zero said, too.”, he admitted with furrowed brows. Morris was adept with words, that was his job, but explaining these things to Dr. Frisk seemed unnecessarily cruel. “If he has information on a project, discarded or not, and they’d just throw it out, there’s a chance someone else could make the organic tissue work. Then they’d have … access to the data. They can’t burn or bury it because that would mean they deem it human enough or …

> Cybernetics Headquarters, Abandoned Wing Morris could only sigh. “Were. As far as they are concerned, he’s inventory and that means he’s a thing. They don’t care, we both know that, unfortunately.”, he was telling Allison. He knew - Doctor Frisk just tended to view everything from an even more humane angle than he did, which Morris often admired and envied her for. Certain things happened, some of which he simply could not deal with - and others that he had to deal with, even if he didn’t want…

> Cybernetics Headquarters, Abandoned Wing > IIIIIIIIIII am quittttte ,,,, aware offffffff thjjjajjtt < > They promiseeeeeed me,,,,, eternity < > In liffffffeejjjjj, or iiiiiin deaaaaaathhhhh,,,, < > i accccccccceeeeepttttt < One had to wonder what would happen past all of this - Sovereign was seemingly absorbed into himself, into the thoughts he’d harbored for so many years and foolishly believed to be the truth. There was nothing he could do, all there was for him were fried synapses and a mom…

> Cybernetics Headquarters, Abandoned Wing Zero was a creation brought about by the greatest minds that this world had to offer, incidentally, he wasn’t in need to be taught any skills and yet, he had to learn boundaries. He seemingly spent his time wandering instead, wholly absorbed by the thought of gaining something from it it seemed - or was he discrediting him? Morris wasn’t able to tell such things at a glance, even if he ought to; unlike Allison he’d refused any cybernetic enhancements fo…

> Cybernetics Headquarters, Abandoned Wing At certain points in time, Morris was deeply considering if he didn’t want to move to a hospital and attempt to be some sort of pediatrician for the few children that sometimes happened to be born; then again, being with some of the Soul models felt the same way. Cassiopeia didn’t like Andromeda, Andromeda loathed to be close to Venus - it felt as if, aside from his actual work, he was busy sorting through childish fights that he didn’t pick himself, ye…

> Cybernetics Headquarters, Abandoned wing Some things were better left in the past, forced to rot and and decay, but this thing itself was meant for eternity, were it not for the fact it had become a massive scrapyard for others, too. When was the last time anything in here worked? Years ago, maybe ten, maybe twenty, maybe even more - some of the junk in here was once vainglorious, tasked with protecting what was once humanity and succeeding in doing so, paving a way forward for its newer, bett…

The wolf snickered - Richard hadn’t changed much. In the end, he was still the same, still easy to charm and still so easy to rile up, even if he’d mellowed out a ton. This was everything that Yujin wanted and something that they both had always aimed for, wasn’t it? Neither of them were ever really alone, as long as they could think of the other - and Yujin loved to spend his time away from Richard by thinking about him and the many things he could do to him once they met again. All of this was…

> Cybernetics Headquarters, Dr. Frisks Office Orion was quite happy to assume that the few of the humans he generally trusted were incapable of doing the easiest things half of the time. Perhaps, thinking about Doctor Frisk that way was harsh but not wrong - she didn’t hold much power and her meddling was almost close to useless, if they would want to assume that she even would try to meddle with anything or anyone. A deep sigh left their lips and they thought about it; she was right about her o…

There wasn’t a single dull moment in this castle of ice ever since Richard came back - Yujin was glad that he did, he truly was, but every moment that he spent with him felt like a second longer that he savored something he hadn’t been able to touch upon for forever. Wasn’t it almost strange? So many things happened, and yet, precious few of them were actually going to be … he didn’t want to think about it that way. Whether or not he’d forget something from now on, he’d have to figure that out h…

Stigr war sonderbar - Runi verstand den Mann noch immer nicht ganz, aber so glaubte er, das nie zu tun. Er fütterte ihn und kleidete ihn neu ein; Runi fand es beinahe schon witzig, als der alte Herr ihn suchen musste, verzog er sich doch einmal im Schnee und schien für die müden Augen wie vom Erdboden verschluckt worden zu sein. Die warme, weiche Kleidung ließ ihn auch gar nicht kalt werden, weswegen Stigr schon beinahe ewig nach ihm suchte - Runi sah es als Triumph an, dem alten Herren überlege…

“There’s no need to thank me for that! Just know that I’m there for you and I’ll give you all the time you need, but I’ll help you heal, too.”, the wolf announced proudly, with a smile plastered on his face. Richard was someone he never would want to let go off, wasn’t he? Every waking moment he didn’t spend by his side felt lonely, as if they were attached by the hip, or maybe even a red thread of fate - there was no way for him to get out now; good thing he didn’t want it. What did it mean if …

>Cybernetics Headquarters, Dr. Frisks Office Orion sneered at the suggestion. “Have any of you ever actually seen how Nova acts put there? If anything, he does his job, but it’s sloppy and the amount of rage he puts into it could be used elsewhere. It’s all self-serving in the end, and if those weren’t orders, he wouldn’t even consider them.”, they sighed. Doctor Frisk tried, she truly did, but this seemed like a wad of excuses for someone that needed an entire re-education, or maybe even the el…

Yujin smiled at Richard - he looked at him and wondered what went on behind that unimaginably thick skull of his, concluding that it couldn’t be anything of use to him, after all, what would he gain from peering into his cranium? The wolf chuckled at the thought, knowing well enough that Richards synapses probably went places they shouldn’t; he’d seen and witnessed too much, had pain that he needed to deal with and things that he ought to forget at some point in his life, even if today wasn’t th…

“Pah!” Ronan pouted; Caelan was being himself at that very moment and he couldn’t help but find that as endearing as he sometimes found it irritating. Not in a million years would he want to share Caelan with anyone, keep him all to himself, no matter how difficult either of them could be. “Your dad and your country? You’re being too generous. I don’t think I want either, I just want you, nothing else.” Ronan looked at Caelan, wringing out a wry smile to show him that he meant it - there was abs…

“Fighting is, I won’t disagree with that, but … death isn’t, really.”, he tried to negate his earlier outburst. It was true that he had acted without thinking too much about it, factually obsessed with what he had witnessed, but it ought to be redeemable at some point - cold sweat beaded his back at this point and Ignatius wasn’t going to be able to gauge if these were his true feelings at that point or if he was just making himself physically sick for the attention that he hadn’t gotten before.…

It kept him on his feet - he was uneasy and unhappy about the entirety of the situation for sure but it wasn’t like him to be like that overall. Ignatius was normally quite well-paced, and impacted by the littlest of things, and yet, worry started to seep from him - something that he controlled outright and meant to show, not because he was actually worried but because he found it funny to find any reaction in Azraels entire being. Somehow, he prompted the silent man to speak again and Ignatius …

At this point they were arguing over some of the most senile stuff - Ignatius simply shut up, maybe in an effort to please the hunter for once, and he kept that up, at least until they made their way closer to the monastery. That thing was, very clearly, burning down at that very moment and once he heard Azrael sigh, he very much did the same. This wasn’t going to work out for either of them, not all too well at least, and it kind of showed right about now. “Looks like we’re out of luck.”, the p…

“Who even said that? I said I want to safe people, and if I die, that’s that - still, I ought to die after they are safe.” That wouldn’t even happen. Ignatius could not and should not die, not in a long shot, and he knew that much. Perhaps, one day, he’d mess up and no spell would actually fix him up, but Azrael acted like he was still on his high horse, acting as if he was above and beyond just about anyone. The redhead scoffed - he was being boxed into all kinds of situations and stereotypes a…