the world in my hands

“I wasn’t going to call you a robot.” She doesn’t even know what that word means, though she’s not going to say that. There have been a lot of new terms to get used to here, she’ll just add that to the list.

“You don’t look like just a person, though.” Stating the obvious, but Cassandra isn’t going to let it go by unmentioned. “So what’s the catch?”

                         “ the  catch  is just that i’m made of metal.  being made out of skin and squishy parts isn’t a prerequisite for being a person. ”  half the time they felt like they were trying to convince themselves as much as anyone else that humanity wasn’t based off of material,  but they tried not to think about that.

That was an oddly specific question coming from the blond - it even made Karl lift both of his brows as the grey of his hues trailed over to meet Ethan’s own, a curious expression lingering on his tanned features once their gazes met. He was currently allowing a few cogs and metal pieces to hover in mid-air, just because it was awfully convenient for him to take whatever he needed this way, and he guessed that this was the reason why Ethan even thought of his question to begin with.

“Where do you think some of my scars come from? —Not all of them have been caused by that bitch Miranda…”

                     “ fair enough,  i guess. ”

                      ethan absentmindedly rubbed at his bandage hand where fingers were trying their damnedest to start growing back.  quick healing and a stubborn refusal to die could be a blessing,  he supposed.  he studied a couple of the scars on heisenberg’s face,  wondering which were miranda and which were just unfortunate factory accidents.

harley qui.nn  ( multiple verses,  mostly dc.au  &  her animated series )

bruce way.ne  ( multiple verses,  mostly dc.au )

nora fries  ( multiple verses,  mostly hq series )

mr. freeze  ( dc.au )

scarecrow  ( arkham )

raven  ( teen tit.ans )

                          “ you must be the new nurse,  then. ”

                           stein sighs with an almost clinical sort of boredness,  closing the file he’d been holding and setting it down.  he was a little annoyed with death’s decision  --  he was perfectly capable of both teaching and taking care of the students’ medical needs  --  but with his track record,  he supposed he shouldn’t be surprised.

                         “ now,  you can’t get anything for  FREE.  you can’t get something for  nothing,  you know.  if you want information,  you’ll have to offer me something in return.  i’m not picky!  any item or information you may have of equal or greater value. ”

                         “ yeah,  yeah,  get it out of your system ... ”

                         most passengers had the same reaction to them.  stop and stare.  for whatever reason,  people were more surprised by their appearance than by any of the talking animals around the train.  it was expected,  but still annoying.

                       “ do you ever worry about accidentally impaling yourself trying to move something across the room too fast? ”

i’m so sorry for my extended absence!  school and work ended up being a little bit too much for me to handle an rp blog on top of.  and on top of that,  i moved all the way across the country!  i drove 2,300 miles all by myself with my cat.  it was a lot LMAO

but i now have earned my associate’s degree and am getting settled into a new apartment with my boyfriend,  so i think i’m just about ready to be active here again!

                         dropping by her false children’s homes unannounced was a frequent habit of miranda’s,  though it was more common for her to visit alcina or donna for how much more  habitable  she found the castle and the house.  the factory was too dirty,  too ...  low class  for her taste.  she approached the door with a slightly wrinkled nose,  knocked twice  --  more because she didn’t want to walk in on something than because she felt a need to be polite.