[ Their experiences sound extremely similar, mirroring each other in every aspect besides the physical manifestations of their lives, and Mariette finds it almost ironic that even in a different dimension, a different world, humans had still managed to create a race of androids treated just like her own.
His emotions still seem so fresh, so firey, that she wonders just how recent he had gone deviant. But there’s no pity in her expression, only a slight worry when his hand goes to the LED at his temple.
She shakes her head, a sigh falling quietly from her lips before she reaches up towards his LED, her finger pausing in the air before reaching it, and if he’ll let her, brushes aside his finger to smooth over the glowing red circle. Her smile is wry, but it’s there. ]
Yeah, it’s totally fucked. And they had the audacity to send our own kind after us, too, without feeling that it was fundamentally wrong. [ Her anger is tempered by a kind of resignation that came only with experiencing it for a significant length of time. ] You’d think they would’ve learned the repercussions by enslaving their own kind, but they’re so flawed. Sometimes, it’s beautiful, but sometimes, it’s just so evil.
[ Her hand drops back to her side and she offers him a semblance of a smile. ]
Hmm, didn’t even get to introduce myself. [ He is quite personable, and she’d been wrong to be so guarded at first. ] I’m Mariette. What’s your name?
(( ooc: All I hear is ‘My name is Connor, I’m the android sent by Cyberlife’ in my head lolol. ))
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His emotions still seem so fresh, so firey, that she wonders just how recent he had gone deviant. But there’s no pity in her expression, only a slight worry when his hand goes to the LED at his temple.
She shakes her head, a sigh falling quietly from her lips before she reaches up towards his LED, her finger pausing in the air before reaching it, and if he’ll let her, brushes aside his finger to smooth over the glowing red circle. Her smile is wry, but it’s there. ]
Yeah, it’s totally fucked. And they had the audacity to send our own kind after us, too, without feeling that it was fundamentally wrong. [ Her anger is tempered by a kind of resignation that came only with experiencing it for a significant length of time. ] You’d think they would’ve learned the repercussions by enslaving their own kind, but they’re so flawed. Sometimes, it’s beautiful, but sometimes, it’s just so evil.
[ Her hand drops back to her side and she offers him a semblance of a smile. ]
Hmm, didn’t even get to introduce myself. [ He is quite personable, and she’d been wrong to be so guarded at first. ] I’m Mariette. What’s your name?
(( ooc: All I hear is ‘My name is Connor, I’m the android sent by Cyberlife’ in my head lolol. ))