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         Excited hazel eyes beamed as the space filled, dazzled at how far science has come to create such a beautiful thing that held so much potential. They say the difference between ‘fucking around’ and actual science was writing down results – well, he’d get to that later. 

        “How delightful,” hushly whispered as he raised his weapon once again, “did it hurt? Or should I aim for a place far less… important.”

It pisses her off -- makes the SHIT that runs through non human VEINS boil. People seeing her as an OBJECT, a thing to EXPERIMENT on -- TEST. She prevents that urge to pull a weapon and shoot the fucker between the eyes -- Targeting system within already LATCHING on to the other.

      ‘ NO -- no, no... No more shooting. ‘

Magnificent FINGERS wave at him, a soft WHIRL of motors as she does so.

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Her fingers twitched, itching to grab a hold of her pistol. If it’s a fight this stranger wants. It’s a fight she’ll get.

“You didn’t answer my question” she replied sternly.

      ‘ K07 ... ‘

She says it with some sort of SPITE. GOD if she kept on throwing her name around like this she wouldn’t be able to keep herself HIDDEN -- keep her name from getting around.

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             “No sweat, girl; it ain’t all bad…. uh—— here, let Papa Carl try an’ fix it for you, yeah??” DESPERATELY, he dug in his pockets again—— apparently, SOME people couldn’t be bribed with just fifty cents. Fingers ran over gum wrappers, a comb, and some batteries, before he felt the familiar texture of paper under his hands…. he pulled out a crumpled receipt TRIUMPHANTLY, grinning like he’d just won the god damned Olympics as he passed it to her. “Try this, right?”

              DESPITE his front of confidence, Carl was SWEATING…. he’d had encounters with —— robots ( at least, he assumed she was one ) before; he wasn’t planning on not surviving again. “Look, man, I’m sorry, yeah?? Just……. well, uh, y’kinda came outta NOWHERE, see.”

CAME OUT OF NO WHERE -- ? ? ? I face were VISIBLE, confusion/DISAPPOINTMENT would be ETCHED all over it. 

      ‘ I came out of no where -- ? ? ? ‘

There was no way of HIDING the surprise that crept it’s way into her VOICE. Hand reaches out to GRASPING onto the paper that was OFFERED before she ATTEMPTS to clean the slope that had been spilt on her.

            ‘ WOW -- just... Couldn’t you HEAR me ? ? ? ‘

It was no SECRET that the machinery inside her was LOUD, the constant moaning and grinding of gears and motors. The WHINE from the computers screamed in her ear most days, deafened her. Almost drove her CRAZY --

      ‘ Aren’t you supposed to be all -- AWARE and shit ? ? ? ‘

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         unpleasant situations are nothing entirely new to him. in fact, more often than not he finds himself getting things he doesn’t necessarily want. but wants are irrelevant, and his ability to adapt has served him well in the past. so he GRIMACES, but presses onwards. ❝ well. you’re right about that. but whether this is what I want or not, it’s what I’ve got. no use complaining about it, just gonna have to work with it. ❞  

      ‘ Sorry I’m not the PERSON you were wanting... ‘

She lets a HAND run over head, a natural REACTION she did when feeling AWKWARD. Run fingers through hair.

             ‘ So WHAT -- what happens now ? ? ? ‘

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“ Did Tek Division send you? Thought it was clear their bots were only for EMERGENCIES. ”

Drokk, anything short of Grud-damn ALIENS in the Hall of Justice he expected them to be deactivated or on remote guard postings and spaceships. This one clearly wasn’t all droid though. Cyborg. Not some crude, slapped together PUNK either. Doubted they were from Tek anyways. No blatant resemblance to a Judge crafted into their armour. They seemed docile enough, BUT, any concealed weapons or short circuits could be an issue. A legal one.

He held himself, shoulders square, finger pointing directly at her. No confusion about WHO his question was directed at.

WHY did everyone think she was a robot or a BOT as this DICK wanted to call her. Fingers curl slightly, the mere mentioning of the word sending a spark of IRRITATION through body.

      ‘ NO ONE sent me -- ‘

She controls herself, a slight whine from irritated motors as she restrained the URGE to swipe the mans hand away -- 

            ‘ Came here of my OWN accordance. ‘

Who was this guy anyway ? ? ? Wearing some UNIFORM(?) that looked un-comfy as hell. And the HELMET, looked like a BUCKET in her opinion. 

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“None taken. Well, this A.I was an alien experiment, dubbed only as ‘Sentience’. If the name doesn’t give it away, it was clearly self aware. Sentience went rogue, went into hiding from it’s creators until the planet withered and died, to which sentience rebuilt into a fortress twice the size of Betelgeuse. Of course, it feels superior, but what would it accomplish taking over a nigh-infinite universe? As of now, it’s at a cold war, those who think they should take action and exploit the universe, and those who think it’s best to stay independent. Sentience now acts as the planet’s core, it doesn’t exactly run everyone living there anymore, but runs the inner workings and construction of the planet.”

A long explanation, but hopefully it got through to the other.

“Right now there’s another A.I i’m worried about though, goes by the name Mastermind. He was designed to seek the secrets of the universe, but he tries to do it forcefully, only driving more and more from his original purpose as me, and some others, thwart him.”

“Right now I heard he’s going for a formula, a substance, one able to turn a human being, or possibly any organism, into a machine. Have you heard of anything like that?”

Tough news, but hey, the tourist asked.

Her fingers twist together, pressing into PALMS, into the METAL that sits on top of skin that ONCE was human but now was something ELSE. Agitation ? ? ? Was she ANNOYED at the lack of the other AIs desire to take over the WORLD. 

      ‘ FUNNY -- ‘

Sarcasm runs through her TINTED voice, the FACT that someone was looking for a SUBSTANCE that would turn humans into robots... Was almost IRONIC... 

            ‘ No SERIOUSLY. You’re JOKING right ? ? ?                          About everything -- The AI’s, planets, FORMULAS. ‘

She takes a step back, needing to MOVE slightly. Her muscles BEGGING for her to move. 

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