“Yonah, I have returned.”

The android announced her presence before entering the girl’s living quarters. A soft spot having formed when she first interacted with the other. She’d lately been drawn to her side more as of late. Her world had been changing and it made her surprisingly curious about what Earth had been like before. She felt like something important was about to happen.

“I have a flower for you as promised. I never knew how fragile the blooms were before. Upon further reflection it must be why they are scarcer than the past. No one takes as much effort in caring for them. They’re found in the wild in quiet places untouched by the war.”

She presented the wildflower to her friend - yes, she could call her a friend. Like 9s and 6O. They were more important to her than the rest of YoRHA. Treasured comrades.

Looks like a cinnamon roll but could kill you: 9S

Looks like could kill you and will kill you: A2

Bioshock Infinite Sentence Starters

“It’s nothing you did. You’re one of us aren’t you? Can’t expect the machines to make sense.”

Cold disbelief marked her tone. All androids should know it’s dangerous to go alone in the factory. It was home to many a machine who would love to take the androids apart piece by piece.

She’d like to believe this intruder was one of her kind and not one of the strange human-looking machines. Likely one of the Resistance force too curious for their own good.

“Are you with the Resistance? I thought Anemone told your group to keep out. It’s dangerous in here. Turn back while you still can.” Her blade swept out and finished off an attacking machine. A harsh tsk sounded from her vocal chords.

@iamno2b​ crosses paths with a deadly being. 

           “ So what exactly are you trying to say? That you’re an…..               andr-oed.. and that the things I’ve been killing are called…               mach-eens? ”

     Perhaps it had been a good idea that her blade stayed for this particular meeting, she was learning quite a lot! So it true; this world was entirely different to her own, enough that human’s were…. in the sky? And replacing them were these strange, fake-human’s that had super abilities and yet was not magic? What kind of shit was this? 

     In Midgard the wizards and mages sacrificed unspeakable things to obtain the kind of powers these android’s performed effortlessly, and not a one among them had to make a pact or suffer a drawback… she assumed the only kind would be their enslavement to mankind. After all they sounded like the nobles back home; send a bunch of idiot’s to do your dirty work and reap the rewards with little risk. Typical.

“You are correct.”

She didn’t expect to meet someone who didn’t know what androids and machines were. The world was at war. It had been for as long as she’d been created. At times she thought it was meaningless, but it was the only purpose given to her life. She was made to kill and destroy. 

{ @iamno2b }

          ❛Machines sure enjoy repeating themselves,❜ 9S utters once him and 2B finished off with another group, shaking his head at their cries. All useless words when said by machines, whom didn’t even understand the full meaning of them. Really, he’d think it’d be best if they kept silent the whole way, makes the entire process much more easier for everyone.

          ❛They don’t even get what they’re saying! Like, revenge? Love? That’s far too complicated for mere machines to get.❜ Their own job for now was complete at least, and no matter how much he griped about it, the moving rusty bolts will continue to access their data banks for words to repeat.

          ❛Machines have to know what hate is for revenge. And love is just…complicated. It’s…hmm.❜ The scanner model paused, pod floating silently near his back, in a thinking pose. ❛Well…whatever. You know how revenge goes, we’ve lost so many comrades during this war. But what about love, 2B? Anyone ever got your attention before?❜ He’s going to assume no, a definitely not, since she always appeared so stern to focusing on the mission while staying cold towards any feelings. Couldn’t stop his curiosity however.

The words sounded meaningless. The machines shouldn’t understand family, yet some of them fought in a closer-knit group than a war band. It could be reasoned away as being connected to the network. Pascal’s village functioned closer to the human villages she read about than the Resistance Camp. There were “families” and houses.

They must’ve heard the words from somewhere. The human-like bots could have taught them. However, it appeared they liked acting superior to their brethren. She’d never heard of them helping each other. Somewhere else. The androids’ data banks or the city ruins.

“Machines not wanting to die. That’s unheard of.” She quickly agreed. These ones cared about if they lived or died. Repeating these phrases as if they mattered in the end. They were still their enemy. They had orders.

“To enact revenge you have to care.” She’d struck many a machine down in the name of her squad-mates. Death didn’t feel as real to them. As long as there was a body was waiting for them and the black boxes were activated.

Lyrics Meme-Of Monsters and Men

“What do you expect? You’re royalty and I’m an escapee from Niflheim.”

Telling it to her straight as always. She didn’t like to beat around the bush. It was better to tell it as it is without using “flowery” language. Masking a situation with words of fancy didn’t make it better.

“Better they live as they are without knowing the truth. We’ll handle this mess.”

The citizens knew the situation was bad. The hunters were needed more than ever to defeat the monsters. Yet hope lived on still beating in their breasts. It would be cruel of them to reveal the truth and cause them to despair. 

Light would return to the world one day. They’d guarantee it.

“If it’s not something I fight with, I don’t bother learning about it.”

She leaned closer to him to peer at the screen. An odd picture with words on top of it was shown. It didn’t look to be of strategic value. Something to amuse the scanner on his time-off. His operator wouldn’t approve of this use of his free time. 

2B didn’t care as long as he was happy. He’d proven his use to her many times over. Let him enjoy this life long as it lasts.

She tilted her head trying to puzzle the picture out. Was this a meme?

“Educate me, 9S. What is a meme?”

Lyrics Meme-Of Monsters and Men

“Welcome to war. I apologize. You are caught in the middle of it.”

She clenched her fist, staring out across the plain. If she’d stayed behind in Niflheim, she could’ve worked in the inside stopping it at its source. However, she could have become corrupted by its power. Becoming one of them - a proper MT or Niflheim soldier - would be the worst kind of life. No freedom. Indebted to the military power that sought to kill and destroy the land of Insomnia.

The adjustment to living on her own had been harsh. Eventually 2B learned the best spots for maintenance. Hammerhead being an ideal spot where she could find sufficient parts if she needed a tune up. It was where she found herself now. A rest from the hunts and missions against the enemy’s bases.

“You’ll learn and move on. Stay strong.”

You’ll get used to it, don’t worry. You’re doin’ great from what I’ve seen.