karaoqi: (o8.)
𝐗𝐔 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆 β€’ π‚π‡πˆ ( 徐尚氣 ) ([personal profile] karaoqi) wrote in [community profile] ximiliugh 2021-11-01 03:23 am (UTC)

Guess seeing my own gravestone kind of distracted me.

[ There's a flare of irritation that roils in his gut, the way this robot's snappish tone has been progressively getting under his skin since she'd approached him when, what? He wanted to mull over the possibility of his own death?

No β€” the questions, so direct and so without any real sense of 'reading a room' remind him of home and his training, the rigid, no-nonsense regimens and routines he'd learned to obey without question. There was no room for emotion; emotion was a weakness, it clouded one's judgment, it made them doubt, and doubt was dangerous. He hated it, he hated everything about it, and a part of that past ties in to why he'd even agreed to be here in the first place.

And for whatever lack of emotional chip was built into this robot, she is right. He needs to think about the simulated mission, he needs to treat this like the training program that it is. Seeing his gravestone like this shouldn't rankle him so easily.

He exhales. ]


All right. Well, while you're here, why don't we sweep this place together, see if we can find a clue about the orb, or find the orb itself?

[ β€” though he hardly doubts it'd be that easy to find. ]

It's said to be in the graveyard, right?

Post a comment in response:

This account has disabled anonymous posting.
If you don't have an account you can create one now.
HTML doesn't work in the subject.
More info about formatting