[ An automated voice speaks because someone hasn't bothered to set up a proper voicemail. The only part in her voice is her name. ] You have reached Agent Texas. Leave a message at the tone.
[It's less out of worry for the future and more... for the fact that they apparently need more AIs in order to deal with whatever the future has in store. Whatever it is that disbands the Freelancers.
They're-- shit, they're like his family. The first thing he was told was that he was made to protect them. To help them. He's gotten to know them through records, through data and files and training videos. They're... his.
Knowing that somehow he's not enough to help them, to protect them-- it hurts.
Hurts enough that he has to drop the topic all together. At least until he can take the time to approach it on his own. To pick it apart and figure out what more he can do.]
I know you can, it's just-- [He hesitates, still not quite having dragged himself out of the logic loop he'd sunk into.] I'd rather be here. Helping.
Oh. Uh-- [Shit, he hadn't thought of that. His entire existence has been nothing but guiding the ship and getting ready to help in combat. He never actually considered the possibility he'd ever be functioning outside of a war environment.] I don't... know.
[In the time since he came online, this is the first time he's been rendered speechless.]
What do you... do here? If it's not-- you know. Combat.
[ Okay that wasn't the reaction she was expecting. Great. ]
Work. I have a job with a security company that's started up by some others that were dragged here like us. Other than that... [ God, has her life really gotten this boring? Anything beats what's waiting for her back home.
[Look, he just wasn't prepared for that question! He's been preparing for something all this time and now... he's being asked to do something else. It's perfectly natural to freeze up!!]
Security? [He perks up. This he can work with.] Let me help with that, then. I can probably get your invisibility working twice as long, not to mention helping back up armor functions while you focus on the hitting.
[And... he's completely ignoring the fact that she said no combat. He's just really excited okay!!]
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failureisntachoice) wrote2015-09-11 12:57 pm
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They're-- shit, they're like his family. The first thing he was told was that he was made to protect them. To help them. He's gotten to know them through records, through data and files and training videos. They're... his.
Knowing that somehow he's not enough to help them, to protect them-- it hurts.
Hurts enough that he has to drop the topic all together. At least until he can take the time to approach it on his own. To pick it apart and figure out what more he can do.]
I know you can, it's just-- [He hesitates, still not quite having dragged himself out of the logic loop he'd sunk into.] I'd rather be here. Helping.
I can't do that shoved in [a box] separate armor.
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[ Which would mean an installation of a very different kind if he wanted to tag along outside of a storage unit. ]
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[In the time since he came online, this is the first time he's been rendered speechless.]
What do you... do here? If it's not-- you know. Combat.
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Work. I have a job with a security company that's started up by some others that were dragged here like us. Other than that... [ God, has her life really gotten this boring? Anything beats what's waiting for her back home.
She shrugs. ] I've been going day-by-day.
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Security? [He perks up. This he can work with.] Let me help with that, then. I can probably get your invisibility working twice as long, not to mention helping back up armor functions while you focus on the hitting.
[And... he's completely ignoring the fact that she said no combat. He's just really excited okay!!]
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[ But if he really wants to test her armor... Why the hell couldn't he want to do this normally? ]
You could grab Wash for a fight, if you really want to test things out.