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Is there anywhere you know near the western mountain slopes to meet me? There's a lagoon and a couple of caves to the south... or I can come get you at that house that Nines was staying at. I'll lead you to where we're going.
[now that he's successfully convinced her to come see her surprise, he sounds eager and excited; this is going to be great!]
[now that he's successfully convinced her to come see her surprise, he sounds eager and excited; this is going to be great!]
[2B's words are surprising enough that 9S lifts his head to look at her, though all he manages is to stare for a long moment. Of all the things she might have said, he didn't anticipate something like this. Not from the soldier who did her duty no matter how much it pained her, time after time. And he knows it now, just how very true that is. Just how many times she had carried out orders dutifully regardless of herself.
Hearing something like that from her, could he be anything but shocked? Her question drifts into his awareness belatedly, in the wake of that. It's the same thing he's been asking himself since he was confronted with that reality, but his thought routines haven't settled in what he would consider a very cohesive response.
Still, he tries. Because 2B is trying to help him, despite doubtless being just as lost on such matters as he is. Perhaps more, even]
Confused...and warm, mostly. And worried.
[Because it's so far beyond the realm of his experience. Other YoRHa may have fraternized, but neither he nor 2B had indulged in such things. Considering just how often they had died, and considering their individual natures, it wasn't so surprising. 9S can easily imagine other units may have admired 2B in that way though, and maybe someone had]
I don't know how someone can know what I am, and what that means, and just...not disregard it, exactly, but not consider it that big of a deal either.
Hearing something like that from her, could he be anything but shocked? Her question drifts into his awareness belatedly, in the wake of that. It's the same thing he's been asking himself since he was confronted with that reality, but his thought routines haven't settled in what he would consider a very cohesive response.
Still, he tries. Because 2B is trying to help him, despite doubtless being just as lost on such matters as he is. Perhaps more, even]
Confused...and warm, mostly. And worried.
[Because it's so far beyond the realm of his experience. Other YoRHa may have fraternized, but neither he nor 2B had indulged in such things. Considering just how often they had died, and considering their individual natures, it wasn't so surprising. 9S can easily imagine other units may have admired 2B in that way though, and maybe someone had]
I don't know how someone can know what I am, and what that means, and just...not disregard it, exactly, but not consider it that big of a deal either.
[Maybe he'll never really understand it, how any human could see him that way. Even knowing that gaps in distinction hadn't really held Jude back before, having heard about Milla in the past, there's something surreal about it. The difference might be that humans don't have core programming like androids do. They aren't hard-wired to accept certain realities regardless of what they feel or think about them.
It could easily be that, or something far more individual. He doesn't know which it is, but that's immaterial at this point. The conversation they'd had told him all he needed to know about it, maybe even more, because he'd felt entirely overwhelmed. A human valuing him in such a way is...]
Yeah, they know... [He keeps references to this human neutral, if only because it's simplest] I've told them about YoRHa before, and a little about my life. What we are, what that means, those kinds of things. I don't think the original plan was to tell me just then, or maybe even at all, but it sort of just happened.
[And now he's left thinking in circles over it. How something like that is even possible, despite being told in detail about those sentiments, still eludes him]
Someone like me...it seems unreal.
It could easily be that, or something far more individual. He doesn't know which it is, but that's immaterial at this point. The conversation they'd had told him all he needed to know about it, maybe even more, because he'd felt entirely overwhelmed. A human valuing him in such a way is...]
Yeah, they know... [He keeps references to this human neutral, if only because it's simplest] I've told them about YoRHa before, and a little about my life. What we are, what that means, those kinds of things. I don't think the original plan was to tell me just then, or maybe even at all, but it sort of just happened.
[And now he's left thinking in circles over it. How something like that is even possible, despite being told in detail about those sentiments, still eludes him]
Someone like me...it seems unreal.
All right. I'll see you there soon!
[when 2B arrives, Geir is waiting for her, coiled up around himself with his chin on the abandoned stone bench. it seems to be an excellent headrest. he looks up eagerly when he hears her step.]
[when 2B arrives, Geir is waiting for her, coiled up around himself with his chin on the abandoned stone bench. it seems to be an excellent headrest. he looks up eagerly when he hears her step.]
[9S can't deny that the possibility of being viewed that way exists, now. He was faced with it not long ago, and it remains vivid in his mind. How that happened might forever remain mysterious to him, but he's pretty sure what was said to him, and what was expressed, was earnest enough. That's what makes it so baffling.
He's an android, but more than that, he's... Well. In the time he'd been without 2B, he'd realized for himself his own capacity for cruelty, among so much else he'd rather others never saw. A2 had seen that side of him, seen his anger and despair, and his inability to overcome the loss of everything that held true meaning to him.
Was that sort of person even suitable?
2B's question is what drags him back from those thoughts, where he might otherwise become absorbed in them. He thinks about that, looking out at the sea just beyond the shore. An island in a sea in the middle of nowhere, and still, it's a human having feelings for him that's so difficult to understand]
I think... [9S starts, only to halt himself again] It's a possibility, although I... Even having it explained to me, I'm not sure how I'd know it.
[If he came to feel that way, or if he felt anything like that already. Some of what was described to him seemed familiar, but he isn't sure whether it's the same thing. But 2B asked about similarity and that, at least, he can answer to]
He's an android, but more than that, he's... Well. In the time he'd been without 2B, he'd realized for himself his own capacity for cruelty, among so much else he'd rather others never saw. A2 had seen that side of him, seen his anger and despair, and his inability to overcome the loss of everything that held true meaning to him.
Was that sort of person even suitable?
2B's question is what drags him back from those thoughts, where he might otherwise become absorbed in them. He thinks about that, looking out at the sea just beyond the shore. An island in a sea in the middle of nowhere, and still, it's a human having feelings for him that's so difficult to understand]
I think... [9S starts, only to halt himself again] It's a possibility, although I... Even having it explained to me, I'm not sure how I'd know it.
[If he came to feel that way, or if he felt anything like that already. Some of what was described to him seemed familiar, but he isn't sure whether it's the same thing. But 2B asked about similarity and that, at least, he can answer to]
Edited 2017-10-12 00:37 (UTC)
[there's something surreal about knowing an android, too. after 9S's revelations, Geir watches 2B's approach with a slightly more knowledgeable interest. someone made of metal and circuits... that's still just incredible.]
Hiya! I made you someplace special, so it shouldn't take too long to get there. How have you been?
[he turns to lead her further into the trees, traveling northwest-ish.]
Hiya! I made you someplace special, so it shouldn't take too long to get there. How have you been?
[he turns to lead her further into the trees, traveling northwest-ish.]
Me and Vern found a cave to live in, so we've mostly been cleaning it out! Oh, but I've been exploring, too. And thinking about what else we're all going to do here. Honestly, it's been really fun...
[he can't help but enjoy the circumstances of the coven -- meeting people, looking at new things, and messing around with them when you find them. it feels like a kind of holiday for a curious, social dragon, especially now that he has a lair to retreat to.]
Speaking of which, have you guys found any cleaning stuff that smells good? We've just been using water and sand and grass.
[he can't help but enjoy the circumstances of the coven -- meeting people, looking at new things, and messing around with them when you find them. it feels like a kind of holiday for a curious, social dragon, especially now that he has a lair to retreat to.]
Speaking of which, have you guys found any cleaning stuff that smells good? We've just been using water and sand and grass.
[It's a little embarrassing think back on, and although 9S surely recalls every word because of what he is, they're no less difficult for him to repeat. His shoulders hunch, and he's grateful anew for the presence of his goggles, because it's a little easier knowing he doesn't have to worry about his face all that much]
It's, well... [Going to be a halting process to get through this] Being around me makes them warm, I guess? And it means a lot to them when I smile or laugh, for some reason. They're close with other people, but it's sort of different with me? Like some things I thought they did with everyone they...don't, actually. Those sorts of things.
[He finds it even more confusing, looking back on it. There are things he can understand, but the way it adds up is...]
That warmth thing in particular, I can sort of understand? Although I think they're the source of that rather than me. I mean, I think that's true of you too, but I wouldn't characterize it in exactly the same way. It's strange.
[But this they have established]
It's, well... [Going to be a halting process to get through this] Being around me makes them warm, I guess? And it means a lot to them when I smile or laugh, for some reason. They're close with other people, but it's sort of different with me? Like some things I thought they did with everyone they...don't, actually. Those sorts of things.
[He finds it even more confusing, looking back on it. There are things he can understand, but the way it adds up is...]
That warmth thing in particular, I can sort of understand? Although I think they're the source of that rather than me. I mean, I think that's true of you too, but I wouldn't characterize it in exactly the same way. It's strange.
[But this they have established]
Edited 2017-10-16 02:53 (UTC)
Are there any flowers that grow in the dark? It's not very sunny in there...
[Geir's tone sounds somewhat arrested by the idea, though; a carpet of flowers is a difficult idea to get out of one's head. thinking it through, a lot of flowers on the ground would be unlikely to make it inside their cave, though. he sighs regretfully as he finishes making his way to that conclusion.]
...no... it probably wouldn't work. I'm too big and heavy, so if I walked on the floor, I could hurt them. But maybe the walls, if there are any shade-loving plants that climb rock.
[he gives a pleased little wriggle at that idea.]
Good thing there are so many trees and plants around here! Maybe we'll find something.
[Geir's tone sounds somewhat arrested by the idea, though; a carpet of flowers is a difficult idea to get out of one's head. thinking it through, a lot of flowers on the ground would be unlikely to make it inside their cave, though. he sighs regretfully as he finishes making his way to that conclusion.]
...no... it probably wouldn't work. I'm too big and heavy, so if I walked on the floor, I could hurt them. But maybe the walls, if there are any shade-loving plants that climb rock.
[he gives a pleased little wriggle at that idea.]
Good thing there are so many trees and plants around here! Maybe we'll find something.
[2B gets to the heart of the matter so easily. Sometimes 9S wishes he had her knack for concision, but it's something to distinctly her that it'd be strange on anybody else. He can only nod at first, aware that she's right; the only thing he can do is be frank about his circumstances.
Although, in his case, that's certainly easier said than done]
Right... [He'll just have to figure out how to express that] I guess that's really the only thing I can do, in this situation.
[The more he thinks about it, the more he finds himself unsure. If that's the case, there isn't much for it but to admit he's out of his depth, much as a part of him hates that as a Scanner. Being well-informed is supposed to be his job, but in this realm he's rather at a loss]
Thanks, 2B.
[If only the rest were as simple as this. He chews his lip, debating how he ought to broach the subject, by far a weightier matter for all that it entails, and he can't imagine an outcome that doesn't involve hurting her]
Although, in his case, that's certainly easier said than done]
Right... [He'll just have to figure out how to express that] I guess that's really the only thing I can do, in this situation.
[The more he thinks about it, the more he finds himself unsure. If that's the case, there isn't much for it but to admit he's out of his depth, much as a part of him hates that as a Scanner. Being well-informed is supposed to be his job, but in this realm he's rather at a loss]
Thanks, 2B.
[If only the rest were as simple as this. He chews his lip, debating how he ought to broach the subject, by far a weightier matter for all that it entails, and he can't imagine an outcome that doesn't involve hurting her]
Really? Who? I always like meeting new people...
[as they've walked, the landscape has changed somewhat around them, with the forest getting thicker and the hush around them deepening. now, a new sound appears: a babble of fast-moving water.]
--We're almost there!
[as they've walked, the landscape has changed somewhat around them, with the forest getting thicker and the hush around them deepening. now, a new sound appears: a babble of fast-moving water.]
--We're almost there!
[Well, there it is, a perfect opening. 9S couldn't ask for a better segue into the matter at hand, and yet he finds himself hesitant still yet. He worries at his lip, pensive silence settling heavily over him as he tries to arrange his thoughts. The answer is simple, but at the same time, it comes with such gravity that he knows it is anything but that in truth]
I...transmitted something about myself. Something I hadn't meant to, since I didn't want to upset them.
[And yet he'd failed, in the midst of that argument. He was trying so hard to get Jude to understand why he was so determined about the subject and he wasn't getting through to him, but he still regrets that he let that thought slip. His frustration had gotten the better of him and it should not have.
His line of sight remains riveted to his boots]
What I...expressed...was how often I remember dying. How often I...lacked the strength to fight.
[And he thinks from that much alone, 2B can easily discern what it means. Still, the fear of where those thoughts could lead, what they could dig up and how much they might hurt her, prompt him to apologize. He knows he has to tell her, because one day, Jude might ask why it would be that he'd died time and time again, and if she heard about it that way, he couldn't forgive himself]
I...I'm sorry. It wasn't something I ever meant to...
I...transmitted something about myself. Something I hadn't meant to, since I didn't want to upset them.
[And yet he'd failed, in the midst of that argument. He was trying so hard to get Jude to understand why he was so determined about the subject and he wasn't getting through to him, but he still regrets that he let that thought slip. His frustration had gotten the better of him and it should not have.
His line of sight remains riveted to his boots]
What I...expressed...was how often I remember dying. How often I...lacked the strength to fight.
[And he thinks from that much alone, 2B can easily discern what it means. Still, the fear of where those thoughts could lead, what they could dig up and how much they might hurt her, prompt him to apologize. He knows he has to tell her, because one day, Jude might ask why it would be that he'd died time and time again, and if she heard about it that way, he couldn't forgive himself]
I...I'm sorry. It wasn't something I ever meant to...
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