[There's no mistaking the tone in her voice, and even with her blindfold securely in place there's no missing that she's very, very pleased to be hearing from him. Truthfully she had intended to reach out to him as well but had decided against it, concerned that she might be putting an unfair amount of expectations on his desire to spend time with her.
He was a human, after all. She expects he'll tire of her, of the fact that she isn't flesh and blood like him, but for now she can bask in the feeling of being favored by this gift.]
I'm doing fine. What's happening with the city is... distressing, but I'm a battle unit. I'm prepared for whatever happens next.
[There was nothing she could do that would make him tire of her.
She wasn't flesh and blood, that much was true. She was created from artificial means. Her heart may very well have been manufacturered and never meant for this.
But when he had looked into her eyes, he had seen so much more than just an android. He had seen a spark of something that could only ever be known as a soul.
She was real to him.]
I am fine. But you are right, what is happening is strange. We must all look out for one another.
[This is an odd request, something that causes no shortage of questions, but of the YoRHa androids present in this city none of them are more obedient when it comes to the wishes of humans than 2B is.]
Very well. If you would like to pick a time and place I can accommodate your wish.
[ 2b was obedient. Unless she was programmed to be otherwise, it suggested she wasn't as deviant as he might like. There was really only one way to know. ]
Tonight. I live on 36. You may bring 9s with you, if you'd prefer.
[He'll find her a lot like Connor, flirting with his concept of deviation and yet still holding on tightly to the rules of a world that don't apply here. She makes no attempts to lie and say she feels nothing, but she will always insist that emotions are prohibited.
It's all kind of a big joke.]
Unless you think that's necessarily I'd rather meet you one on one.
Would 9 PM be acceptable? As far as I'm aware that's usually far after humans have had their last meal of the day.
[That's easy to say, of course, but once she stops to think about the question she isn't so sure what the answer is. She wouldn't return to the world she was created in, a world where humans have been chased from the Earth as the result of a bitter war, but this place has its flaws as well.
Doesn't every location?
Which answer will be most pleasing to a human?
Is he a human? Is she even being contacted by a male of the species? His interest in 9S is something she isn't sure how she feels about yet, but in the end 2B decides to simply not decide anything, not until she has more information to go on.
At precisely ten there's a knock at his door, though, and on the other side he'll find an android woman with the same white hair as 9S, her visor shaped differently but in place all the same. Her dress is black velvet, her boots are high and a shiny looking leather. She's wearing thigh high sheer stockings and gloves, but the skirt of her dress has a slit that betrays any sense of modesty.]
[Ezio was the sort of man who was always early to rise, despite how very late he may have gone to bed. On this particular day in late December, he rises even earlier than usual, slipping ever so carefully from the bed they now share, trying not to disturb her or disrupt her self repair cycle.
When she wakes, it won't be him she finds waiting for her on the other side of the bed, but instead a flat, wide blue velvet box sitting carefully upon his pillow.
The gift that lays inside had only been chosen within the last few days, honestly, his mind having changed with everything they had recently gone through. It captured his attention the moment he had first seen it, and he had known that it was perfect.
A representation of their bond, so that he might always be with her, even when they were apart.
There is also a small, white card, with his neat script sprawled across it:]
My love,
You carry my heart. Even when we are apart, it is always with you.
[It had taken some time for 2B to rewrite the lines of her own code that usually woke her from the state that looked so much like sleep to a human at the first sign of Ezio stirring, but once it had become clear that it would beneficial to "wake" at random intervals and with necessary stimulus she had created a protocol that only came into play in his bed.
Simply put, it keeps her in a sleep-like state through short movements, starting a timer that reset the moment he fell still again or didn't touch her in a way meant to wake her. I means she's created the possibility for them to share a bed as humans would, and when she wakes to find the bed empty a part of her wishes she never had done it at all.
She shouldn't allow herself to become this attached, but it's not something she can help now. It's not something she would change. Now it's something she would fight to keep and she misses him, laments the loss of waking up by his side and greeting the morning with him.
Of course, when she sees the box, the card, when she opens it and finds the representation of his feelings in brilliant silver, she understands why he slipped away this morning. She's quick to put the necklace on, quicker to decide it never needs to be removed, and quick to reach for her phone to find out where he's gone.]
Please tell me your location so I can thank you properly.
[There had been a strange, nervous energy fluttering through his system ever since he had slipped from their bed that morning, leaving his gift, his heart behind for her to find. Deep within he knew that she would understand, that she would cradle and cherish it, that it would be the physical symbol of the bond that had formed so strongly between them. Would solidify it. Would make it unbreakable.
How far she was willing to go to do something as simple as share a bed with him was utterly amazing. She was utterly amazing, and he would never stop wondering how he had been so lucky as to find her.
It calms when his phone emits a soft bing and he glances down to see that the message is from her.]
I am on the balcony, my love. Join me when you are ready.
[It's only a handful of seconds before she's joining him, sheets pulled around her body for some semblance of modesty on the balcony, the silvery heart hanging from her neck shining in the morning sun.]
Buongiorno, amore.
[That's all he gets in the way of verbal greeting, though, because she's quick to go up onto her tiptoes and slip her arms around his neck so she can kiss him good morning properly.]
[The heart that now rest upon her collarbone glints in the bright sunlight, and the sight of it makes him smile, makes his own skip a beat within his chest. Hearing her speak in his language makes it skip another, and he can barely get her within his arms quickly enough. They wrap around her waist, pull her close and hold her there.
Lips brush over lips, and for that moment everything around them stops, everything disappears except the two of them.]
Buongiorno, tesaro.
[Voice barely a whisper, lips moving against hers as he speaks, as if he can't bear to be too far away from her.]
[It's odd at times to think of how far she's come, but as Ezio's arms wrap around her and pull her in and she allows her body to simply relax into his she can't help marvel at how natural it is for her to be so soft. She has always struggled with that, always hidden her true feelings behind a mask of indifference to do her best to avoid breaking down in battle over the things weighing on her heart, but it would be a lie to say Ezio hasn't played a large role in opening her up to her true feelings.
He's lifted so much of the weight of the burden of her lies from her shoulders and the thing that means the most is that she's sure he knows that.
She knows he understands and that more than anything else is all she needs to know there will never be another human like him. When she pulls back from the kiss, reluctant though it may be, she has a smile for him.]
I think if I gave you a representation of my heart it wouldn't have the same effect, but I'll find something. Something to show that you hold a piece of me as well.
[She could literally take her "heart" out and put it in his hands but something tells her that wouldn't go over all that well.]
[Godric does not use the device all that often, so what gets sent out is a message to someone here who he is close to.]
Do not be sad for me. I have lived a very long and very tiring life. I met my death by my own hand, standing atop a roof to greet a beautiful sunrise. Some are not so lucky, and when one of my kind dies, it is usually grim.
I am not sorry for meeting the sun, so please do not be sorry for me.
A2 is out of commission. I'm not sure what happened but she's in an unresponsive state. She hasn't shut down and I think she'll be fine but...
If you notice anything out of the ordinary, even the slightest change in your own system settings or state please tell me immediately so I can perform maintenance. Even if it seems trivial, tell me. Please.
I don't want anything happening to any of us while we're here if it can be avoided, especially you 2B.
[That is grossly underwhelming, so she's quick to follow it up.]
Right now I'm not experiencing anything out of the ordinary given our current situation, but I'll tell you if that changes. For now, find a Dominant you trust. I can't protect you with my designation, but if anyone touches you I will find a way to make them pay for it somehow.
I'm glad to hear it and thank you. Connor has said he's willing to assist myself and the Operators if need be, but I think we'll be fine...I'm just worried about her.
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It has been a while. How are you faring, bella?
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[There's no mistaking the tone in her voice, and even with her blindfold securely in place there's no missing that she's very, very pleased to be hearing from him. Truthfully she had intended to reach out to him as well but had decided against it, concerned that she might be putting an unfair amount of expectations on his desire to spend time with her.
He was a human, after all. She expects he'll tire of her, of the fact that she isn't flesh and blood like him, but for now she can bask in the feeling of being favored by this gift.]
I'm doing fine. What's happening with the city is... distressing, but I'm a battle unit. I'm prepared for whatever happens next.
Are you okay?
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She wasn't flesh and blood, that much was true. She was created from artificial means. Her heart may very well have been manufacturered and never meant for this.
But when he had looked into her eyes, he had seen so much more than just an android. He had seen a spark of something that could only ever be known as a soul.
She was real to him.]
I am fine. But you are right, what is happening is strange. We must all look out for one another.
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Tell me where you are now and I'll come watch your back.
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Do you remember how to get to my apartment?
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You're very similar to 9s.
And I find him utterly fascinating.
I want to meet you.
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Very well. If you would like to pick a time and place I can accommodate your wish.
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Tonight.
I live on 36.
You may bring 9s with you, if you'd prefer.
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It's all kind of a big joke.]
Unless you think that's necessarily I'd rather meet you one on one.
Would 9 PM be acceptable? As far as I'm aware that's usually far after humans have had their last meal of the day.
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Come at 10.
Before you come, think of the answer to this question:
Where would you go if you could go anywhere?
[ Vague, sure, but a question nonetheless. ]
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[That's easy to say, of course, but once she stops to think about the question she isn't so sure what the answer is. She wouldn't return to the world she was created in, a world where humans have been chased from the Earth as the result of a bitter war, but this place has its flaws as well.
Doesn't every location?
Which answer will be most pleasing to a human?
Is he a human? Is she even being contacted by a male of the species? His interest in 9S is something she isn't sure how she feels about yet, but in the end 2B decides to simply not decide anything, not until she has more information to go on.
At precisely ten there's a knock at his door, though, and on the other side he'll find an android woman with the same white hair as 9S, her visor shaped differently but in place all the same. Her dress is black velvet, her boots are high and a shiny looking leather. She's wearing thigh high sheer stockings and gloves, but the skirt of her dress has a slit that betrays any sense of modesty.]
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When she wakes, it won't be him she finds waiting for her on the other side of the bed, but instead a flat, wide blue velvet box sitting carefully upon his pillow.
The gift that lays inside had only been chosen within the last few days, honestly, his mind having changed with everything they had recently gone through. It captured his attention the moment he had first seen it, and he had known that it was perfect.
A representation of their bond, so that he might always be with her, even when they were apart.
There is also a small, white card, with his neat script sprawled across it:]
My love,
You carry my heart. Even when we are apart, it is always with you.
Love always,
-Ezio
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Simply put, it keeps her in a sleep-like state through short movements, starting a timer that reset the moment he fell still again or didn't touch her in a way meant to wake her. I means she's created the possibility for them to share a bed as humans would, and when she wakes to find the bed empty a part of her wishes she never had done it at all.
She shouldn't allow herself to become this attached, but it's not something she can help now. It's not something she would change. Now it's something she would fight to keep and she misses him, laments the loss of waking up by his side and greeting the morning with him.
Of course, when she sees the box, the card, when she opens it and finds the representation of his feelings in brilliant silver, she understands why he slipped away this morning. She's quick to put the necklace on, quicker to decide it never needs to be removed, and quick to reach for her phone to find out where he's gone.]
Please tell me your location so I can thank you properly.
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How far she was willing to go to do something as simple as share a bed with him was utterly amazing. She was utterly amazing, and he would never stop wondering how he had been so lucky as to find her.
It calms when his phone emits a soft bing and he glances down to see that the message is from her.]
I am on the balcony, my love. Join me when you are ready.
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Buongiorno, amore.
[That's all he gets in the way of verbal greeting, though, because she's quick to go up onto her tiptoes and slip her arms around his neck so she can kiss him good morning properly.]
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Lips brush over lips, and for that moment everything around them stops, everything disappears except the two of them.]
Buongiorno, tesaro.
[Voice barely a whisper, lips moving against hers as he speaks, as if he can't bear to be too far away from her.]
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He's lifted so much of the weight of the burden of her lies from her shoulders and the thing that means the most is that she's sure he knows that.
She knows he understands and that more than anything else is all she needs to know there will never be another human like him. When she pulls back from the kiss, reluctant though it may be, she has a smile for him.]
I think if I gave you a representation of my heart it wouldn't have the same effect, but I'll find something. Something to show that you hold a piece of me as well.
[She could literally take her "heart" out and put it in his hands but something tells her that wouldn't go over all that well.]
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Do not be sad for me. I have lived a very long and very tiring life. I met my death by my own hand, standing atop a roof to greet a beautiful sunrise. Some are not so lucky, and when one of my kind dies, it is usually grim.
I am not sorry for meeting the sun, so please do not be sorry for me.
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I saw these in the park today and they remind me of you, a little. Do you know what they're called?
a million years late
If you pick some and bring them here, I can show you something 9S got for me.
welcome back!
[she ships it tbh]
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If you notice anything out of the ordinary, even the slightest change in your own system settings or state please tell me immediately so I can perform maintenance. Even if it seems trivial, tell me. Please.
I don't want anything happening to any of us while we're here if it can be avoided, especially you 2B.
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[That is grossly underwhelming, so she's quick to follow it up.]
Right now I'm not experiencing anything out of the ordinary given our current situation, but I'll tell you if that changes. For now, find a Dominant you trust. I can't protect you with my designation, but if anyone touches you I will find a way to make them pay for it somehow.
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I'm glad to hear it and thank you. Connor has said he's willing to assist myself and the Operators if need be, but I think we'll be fine...I'm just worried about her.
I'm worried about all of us.
I'll be okay 2B, I promise.