Cybernetic Analog

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And belly rubbed.

He's being loved.

He should not resist!

The cambion didn't notice the griffin until the projectiles sank into his skin, letting out a bloodcurdling scream. Once he saw the griffin flying overhead, he pointed a finger at it, chanting a curse in Infernal. Hellish flames enveloped the griffin for a brief, but agonizing moment.

While the cambion was distracted, the dragonborn fired two arrows at the same time, one bouncing off his chestplate, the other sinking into his neck. Both arrows were again infused with ice magic, leaving snowy crystals on his armor and icy shards in his throat. The cambion tried to speak, but all he could mutter was choked, unintelligible speech.

Any spell that required verbal components would be unusable. Of course, the cambion was swift and skilled with a blade. He thrust his longsword at the dragonborn, the girl screaming in pain. A bright red gash appeared on her side, hissing with heat and dripping blood.

cyan-os:

The projectiles disintegrated shortly after hitting their mark, leaving a harmless but painful tingle of electricity in their wake. Cyan began to roll in a reflex to try and put the flames out, and just barely managed to straighten himself before he would have crashed into a tree.

By the time he'd turned around and gotten back to the scene of the struggle, the dragonborn had sustained a pretty bad stab wound -- just how bad, he couldn't tell at a glance.

He circled both figures once, rethinking his strategy. The cambion seemed unable to speak, so he shouldn't be able to cast that flame spell again either; Hellish Rebuke, if he had to guess. Maybe the dragonborn had just given him the edge he needed.

"Just checking. You never know what you might come up with when you get a good night's sleep! Or, uh... go into standby mode, I guess." Either way.

Ava took a moment to think. "Hm... well, if you want to stay outside, we can check out one of the city parks! There's a lot around here, but the New Haven Green is probably one of the nicest that's not too far away."

She could fly across the city at a moment's notice, of course, but Cyan didn't have that luxury.

cyan-os:

"I have no preference one way or the other," Cyan inclined his head, "but I suppose it would be nice to stay in the fresh air." Gotta enjoy the morning while it lasted, right?

He looked Ava up and down for a second, then decided to make what he knew might sound like a strange offer.

"Hey Cyan!" The Silvally chirped at her fellow robot dog.

She gave him a smile, wearing what was essentially a bit more... Futuristic gear?

A jacket that had glowing led lights for show at the collars, and a lot of pockets with wires, and things to jack into gadgets.

She looked... Good? She had a thing over her eyes that seemed to be helping her read some sort of data channel, and she smiling at Cyan.

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Once they both broke away from the hug and he could get a proper look at her, Cyan found himself intrigued by the equipment she wore and carried. Aesthetics aside, she looked ready for a field mission of some kind or other.

"I haven't seen you in a while," he stated. "It looks like you've been doing well for yourself. Or am I wrong?"

Lillie gave a soft smile and waved back. Gladion lead him to a few spots that held Pokemon either waiting to be released back to the wild, or Pokemon forever in care of Aether.

Silvally followed behind. “The world has changed so much, Cyan. I can’t say what is next for us, for Aether.”

“For the league.” Silvally barked.

Gladion smirked a bit. “Yes, I am also a Sinnoh League member, I know the reigning champion. Good kid, you saw a picture of him when I showed you my phone, Cyan.”

cyan-os:

“Yes, I can tell.” Cyan looked this way and that as he walked, recognizing the layout of some parts of the facility while taking note of other, newer parts. Some things had been expanded or moved around, but he felt confident he’d be able to find his way around here in no time.

He only stopped at the mention of the Champion. “I see. You’ve achieved some... impressive things in the past decade or so.” Hard to believe this young man had already come so far in the time Cyan had been asleep. Still, being in the League was one thing, but in another region? That made him wonder.

He hummed while putting his hand on his chin. The boy tilted his head as he got a better look around the room. "I dunno where we are.. my doctors usually open the doors and I have to stay in my room. Going out is bad for you!"

He sat himself down, looking for his pillow and dragging underneath his bottom to sit on. "The doctors have the funny long coats and big glasses! Or sometimes they have a big mask on too to hide their faces.. I think they're shy."

cyan-os:

The cyborg kept completely still for a moment, lost in thought. No one had taught or even programmed him to interact with a child, so he could only try his best to say and do what felt right.

"You say going out is bad for you. Do you also know why that is?"