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She spins around, straightening up to her full 5’3” height.

“He-hello?” They cringe at the sound of their shaky voice.

“Listen, I don’t appreciate having pranks pulled on me. Will you just come out and greet me?”

It was late in the night, or was it early in the morning? Regardless, one Erilys Haven was up making herself some tea in the base’s kitchen. She looks tired, as if she hasn’t slept in days.

She’s quietly humming to herself as she waits for the kettle on the stove to warm up, not noticing the the newcomer walking in.

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She remains unaware of presence looming behinds her. She drops a teabag into a large mug with ‘World’s Best Sniper’ written on the side. They start at the sound of the kettle whistling, nearly knocking the mug off the counter.

It was late in the night, or was it early in the morning? Regardless, one Erilys Haven was up making herself some tea in the base’s kitchen. She looks tired, as if she hasn’t slept in days.

She’s quietly humming to herself as she waits for the kettle on the stove to warm up, not noticing the the newcomer walking in.

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They brighten up, wiping the tears away with the sleeve of her turtleneck.

“Ya mean it?” They shake their head. “I can help with the costs of gettin’ me a more permanent arrangement. I have been sendin’ some money away to my family in a special account that Miss Paulin’ set up for me, but I have some of my own that I can put towards bills and such once we finish up here. I’m not lettin’ her get off easy for what she’s put me through l, I can tell ya that much.”

Although the recent evens among her colleagues hadn’t really affected The Strategist as much as her colleagues, her head was still filled with much worry and frustration. She knows the bots mean a lot to many of them, and it pisses her off greatly that The Administrator decided to ban them on a whim like she did. She’s heard rumors about what her coworkers are planning, and she needed to get to the bottom of what’s true and what’s not.

They knock lightly on the doorframe before entering Dell’s workshop, not wanting to startle him.

“Hey Dell?”

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A mechanical whirr answered Erilys’ callout as a large, fully upgraded sentry swiveled around to face her. It beeped for a second, seeming to analyze who they were, before chirping and going back to its lookout path, sweeping side to side.

“Oh, hey kiddo! Sorry if tha sentry gave ya a scare. Ah’ve been workin’ on gettin’ them back ta operational standards fer, well. Y’know.” Dell grunted as he stood from where he was knelt on the ground, dusting off his pants.

“This sentry’s got every merc, bot and pretty much every person in this base as an ally in its database, so it ain’t no danger to ya.” Dell assured as he gave the machine a pat on the hull before lifting his goggles to his forehead, giving the Strategist a kind smile.

“What can ah do for ya?”

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Her skin goes slightly pale.

“Do you think I could tag along with someone? I mean, I don’t want to insert myself where I’m not wanted but…” they trail off, eyes filling with tears. She takes a shaky breath, wringing her hands slightly.

“From what I understand, I’m legally dead. Miss Paulin’ couldn’t give me all the details, but she said I had died in a car accident and was put into the respawn program posthumously. That is to say, I have nothing outside of this place, this business.”

Although the recent evens among her colleagues hadn’t really affected The Strategist as much as her colleagues, her head was still filled with much worry and frustration. She knows the bots mean a lot to many of them, and it pisses her off greatly that The Administrator decided to ban them on a whim like she did. She’s heard rumors about what her coworkers are planning, and she needed to get to the bottom of what’s true and what’s not.

They knock lightly on the doorframe before entering Dell’s workshop, not wanting to startle him.

“Hey Dell?”

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A mechanical whirr answered Erilys’ callout as a large, fully upgraded sentry swiveled around to face her. It beeped for a second, seeming to analyze who they were, before chirping and going back to its lookout path, sweeping side to side.

“Oh, hey kiddo! Sorry if tha sentry gave ya a scare. Ah’ve been workin’ on gettin’ them back ta operational standards fer, well. Y’know.” Dell grunted as he stood from where he was knelt on the ground, dusting off his pants.

“This sentry’s got every merc, bot and pretty much every person in this base as an ally in its database, so it ain’t no danger to ya.” Dell assured as he gave the machine a pat on the hull before lifting his goggles to his forehead, giving the Strategist a kind smile.

“What can ah do for ya?”

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They stiffen as the sentry’s sights hone in on them, the all too familiar fear of being ripped apart by the formidable machine gluing her in place. As the sentry goes back to its standby position, she lets out an audible sigh.

“I heard the news about our robot friends. I figure ya have it under control, I mean as much as ya can, but I’ve heard rumors that some of ya might be movin’ on to greener pastures so to speak.” They’re staring at the floor, unable to meet Dell’s eyes.

Although the recent evens among her colleagues hadn’t really affected The Strategist as much as her colleagues, her head was still filled with much worry and frustration. She knows the bots mean a lot to many of them, and it pisses her off greatly that The Administrator decided to ban them on a whim like she did. She’s heard rumors about what her coworkers are planning, and she needed to get to the bottom of what’s true and what’s not.

They knock lightly on the doorframe before entering Dell’s workshop, not wanting to startle him.

“Hey Dell?”

( @emotionallycontentstrategist )

A mechanical whirr answered Erilys’ callout as a large, fully upgraded sentry swiveled around to face her. It beeped for a second, seeming to analyze who they were, before chirping and going back to its lookout path, sweeping side to side.

“Oh, hey kiddo! Sorry if tha sentry gave ya a scare. Ah’ve been workin’ on gettin’ them back ta operational standards fer, well. Y’know.” Dell grunted as he stood from where he was knelt on the ground, dusting off his pants.

“This sentry’s got every merc, bot and pretty much every person in this base as an ally in its database, so it ain’t no danger to ya.” Dell assured as he gave the machine a pat on the hull before lifting his goggles to his forehead, giving the Strategist a kind smile.

“What can ah do for ya?”

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OOC

I’m still alive! There’s just a lot of lore being dropped in the community right now and I don’t want to butt in on interactions that are in progress!

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“It’s nice to meet you sir!” They hold out their hand for a handshake, only slightly taken aback by the sight of another medic.

Since joining the RED mercenaries, Erilys has been trying to familiarize herself with all of its members, as well as those on other teams.

Today they just so happen to run into another Medic, so they decide to introduce herself.

“Oh, ‘ello! Name’s Erilys Haven, Team Red’s one and only Strategist.’

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Amedeus: Well well well~ Hello there Erilys. My name is Amedeus.~

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“Oh, I think Mickey mentioned one of the bots, although I think it was a bird of some sort. Don’t think I’ve met any of them personally yet.” She follows Dell’s gaze, looking over Sylvester’s work bench herself, a small smile crossing their lips.

“That’s really sweet honestly. I’m glad he found someone to look up to in ya.” Their smile falters ever so slightly before they look away.

Erilys enters the lab without knocking, mainly because her hands are full.

“I heard someone had a caffeine crash so I made somethin’ quick and easy for ya.” They set down a plate with a hotdog and some fries as well as a large glass of ice water.

“I can make ya somethin’ else if needed, just thought I’d start ya with this.” She looks around at the messy lab, eyes drifting to the large machine he made in his caffeinated state. Their breath catches her throat, fear rising up like bile, burning at the pit of her stomach.

“That’s some machine ya got there Dell.”

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Dell groggily looked at Erilys as she entered the workshop, brows raising slightly at the food they brought.

In this state he’d rather be left alone to lick his self-inflicted wounds, but Erilys was a friend, and they even brought him some food out of care.

Dell was touched, to say the least.

“Aw, thanks kiddo. This should be plenty.” He mumbles softly, voice hoarse and he popped a fry into his mouth, humming contently. He then followed their gaze to the hulking machine, nodding as he straightened up from where he sat at his workbench.

“Yup. Built it durin’ mah…caffeine craze. Thang actually works, but ah dunno what the hell ah’ma do with it. ‘S too big n’ potentially dangerous ta be some mere decoration.” The Texan explained as he took a swig of the water, the ice cold H2O a blessing to his parched throat.

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“I get that 100% honestly.” She drops her hand and takes a step back, looking back at Dell. “I’d be much better off if I could just do ma job an’ not get distracted by other stuff.”

“Sylvester? Don’t think I’ve met anyone by that name yet. Are they are friend of yours?” They ask, curiosity thick in their voice.

Erilys enters the lab without knocking, mainly because her hands are full.

“I heard someone had a caffeine crash so I made somethin’ quick and easy for ya.” They set down a plate with a hotdog and some fries as well as a large glass of ice water.

“I can make ya somethin’ else if needed, just thought I’d start ya with this.” She looks around at the messy lab, eyes drifting to the large machine he made in his caffeinated state. Their breath catches her throat, fear rising up like bile, burning at the pit of her stomach.

“That’s some machine ya got there Dell.”

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Dell groggily looked at Erilys as she entered the workshop, brows raising slightly at the food they brought.

In this state he’d rather be left alone to lick his self-inflicted wounds, but Erilys was a friend, and they even brought him some food out of care.

Dell was touched, to say the least.

“Aw, thanks kiddo. This should be plenty.” He mumbles softly, voice hoarse and he popped a fry into his mouth, humming contently. He then followed their gaze to the hulking machine, nodding as he straightened up from where he sat at his workbench.

“Yup. Built it durin’ mah…caffeine craze. Thang actually works, but ah dunno what the hell ah’ma do with it. ‘S too big n’ potentially dangerous ta be some mere decoration.” The Texan explained as he took a swig of the water, the ice cold H2O a blessing to his parched throat.

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Erilys’ civilian brain is horrified at the hulking mass before her. Her mercenary side, however, is completely fascinated.

“So ya built this while high on caffeine then? That’s amazin’ honestly!” They take a step towards the machine, reaching out a hand to touch the cool metal.

“I should try Bonk. Maybe it’ll make me more productive.” Mostly a joke, of course, mostly.

Erilys enters the lab without knocking, mainly because her hands are full.

“I heard someone had a caffeine crash so I made somethin’ quick and easy for ya.” They set down a plate with a hotdog and some fries as well as a large glass of ice water.

“I can make ya somethin’ else if needed, just thought I’d start ya with this.” She looks around at the messy lab, eyes drifting to the large machine he made in his caffeinated state. Their breath catches her throat, fear rising up like bile, burning at the pit of her stomach.

“That’s some machine ya got there Dell.”

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Dell groggily looked at Erilys as she entered the workshop, brows raising slightly at the food they brought.

In this state he’d rather be left alone to lick his self-inflicted wounds, but Erilys was a friend, and they even brought him some food out of care.

Dell was touched, to say the least.

“Aw, thanks kiddo. This should be plenty.” He mumbles softly, voice hoarse and he popped a fry into his mouth, humming contently. He then followed their gaze to the hulking machine, nodding as he straightened up from where he sat at his workbench.

“Yup. Built it durin’ mah…caffeine craze. Thang actually works, but ah dunno what the hell ah’ma do with it. ‘S too big n’ potentially dangerous ta be some mere decoration.” The Texan explained as he took a swig of the water, the ice cold H2O a blessing to his parched throat.

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Fritz: *when explaining the Respawn Machine* Jeremy... you know how, when a baby is first born, it just cries at the sheer horror of being alive?

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Were you a part of the robot wars? If so, what was it like for you

So, as far as I’m aware, I was added to the respawn program towards the end of the robot wars. I remember that I didn’t really partake in the fightin’ and blocked much of what I did out. Due to the nature of ma specialty an’ the fact that I was still learnin’ the ropes, I didn’t see much action as I remember. Again, it was just after I uh- it was just after I was put in the respawn program, so I had a lot of other stuff on ma mind at the time.

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What’s your name love?

NAME.

I HAVE NAME NOW.

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"Yes sir!" She motions towards the red bundle under her arm, shifting it slightly before continuing. "Also, ya want me ta keep up that journal, right? Ta keep track of my symptoms an' all that? It may be a bit skewed as I'm pretty sure l've been seein' stuff due ya lack of sleep already."

Erilys was excited to finally get seen for her sleep issues, although this new medication’s side effects made them a bit nervous. But she trusted her Doctor more than she cares to admit, and she know he has their best interest at heart, right?

“Hey Doc?” She knocks on the open infirmary door. “You ready for me?”

Dr. Ludwig cleared his throat. "Ja! Come in!" He responded, moving aside papers and stacking them haphazardly back on his desk, adjusting his glasses, once again pulling them off and cleaning them with a 'tssk'.

"Damn things..."

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—ENTRY 0—

Since I’m starting that new medication soon, Doc wanted me to keep track of any symptoms I developed in this journal as part of the sleep study he’s running on me.

I’m a bit nervous about the side effects that he mentioned, but I’m pretty sure I’ve already entered the hallucinations stage of no sleep so it can’t get too much worse, right?

Anyway, I’ll keep you all updated with the most interesting parts of the sleep study I guess.

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I’ve lived in Scotland all ma life so this is all new to me!

Thank ya for the well wishes and I hope ya have a great day full of lovely things and foods!

🍁 Happy Thanksgivin’, y’all! 🍂

May ya have a grand ol’ time with family and/or close friends, a belly full of good food, and jus’ a fantastic day overall! 🍗