[ 2B has been earlier struck by a world breaking realization that would bend and repair her psych once fissured: the possibility of there being live humans hurled onto these angry shores just as she had. her first meeting was strange and posed even more question than answer with only word of mouth to go by. she is no recon unit with innate, burning curiosity, but she can feel the questions gnawing behind her head. more questions. a desire for truth.
she wants to see. she wants answers. if she has anything left of herself from the world before trench, she wants her purpose returned to her.
it doesn’t take long to return to the feisty tides in search of it. of anyone, anything. a human from afar would say she was nude; a closer look would show that her chassis is missing finer organic detail. she is an android, modeled after a human woman. she sounds and feels like such when she poses herself against the riled waves to catch the human’s frame by the arms, and hoists her up with feather light ease. ]
I’ve got you.
[ all that was left to do was pull her away from the danger, and closer to the frigid ocean air with surprising carefulness. she can already see, holding the frame against her chest, that something deep within the mechanisms of her circulation jumps. flutters. pod scans who she holds, sputtering and drenched. 100% organic.
she is holding something human that has so long ago left her. ]
rough seas!! (if you prefer prose i can match!)
she wants to see. she wants answers. if she has anything left of herself from the world before trench, she wants her purpose returned to her.
it doesn’t take long to return to the feisty tides in search of it. of anyone, anything. a human from afar would say she was nude; a closer look would show that her chassis is missing finer organic detail. she is an android, modeled after a human woman. she sounds and feels like such when she poses herself against the riled waves to catch the human’s frame by the arms, and hoists her up with feather light ease. ]
I’ve got you.
[ all that was left to do was pull her away from the danger, and closer to the frigid ocean air with surprising carefulness. she can already see, holding the frame against her chest, that something deep within the mechanisms of her circulation jumps. flutters. pod scans who she holds, sputtering and drenched. 100% organic.
she is holding something human that has so long ago left her. ]