#ambivers

i used to rp robert lutece and my muse is appalled

she’s been doing some thinking. not of the mathematical variety, not numbers and code and calculations and other such things that serve to sooth her riotous mind. attempts to keep lines of data scrolling through her head, a binary cover to stem anxiety, have thus far failed ( the code breaks, the program shatters, she is not a computer, she is subject to whim and emotion and fear. ) and she finds herself seated now in beck’s work area, twisting back and forth in his spinny chair. thankfully, nasa apparently considers spinny chairs essential enough to human survival to include them in the bare minimum environment of the hab. 

idly, she has been rolling a bottle of her medi- cation back and forth between her palms, list- ening to the little pills rattling inside the plastic cylinder. she’s taken herself down to half-doses to make it last, to stretch supplies, and to prevent a cold-turkey cutoff, and the impact of the less- ened chemical alteration in her brain and blood- stream is harshly apparent to her. the mere thought of the day that the halved pills will run out is con- sistently nearly enough to bring her to tears. 

she curls her fist around the tiny bottle. she’s starting to think she’s been thinking too much.

her hand moves to the bridge of her nose reflexively—an oldhabit still ingrained in her system.

❛ really? ❜ her voice jumps up an octave, as it does when she’sbeen startled. ❛ i wouldn’t think these would go well with yourface shape, you’re more angular than i am. ❜

             movement catches it’s attention. a SHADOW disappearing behind a ledge.  the droid stares off at the unknown & a soft COO leaves it’s circuits. it never liked being sent out on it’s OWN --- of course it wasn’t going to DISOBEY it’s master just for that. poe was right: if everyone split up they would cover more ground in finding this MISSING resistance fighter & splitting up INCLUDED bebe. it might not LIKE being alone, but bebe had a MISSION now & couldn’t get cold gears over some SHADOW. after it’s pause, bebe rolls forward to peer around the ledge. sure enough, there IS a figure. living, it looks like. HUMAN, it looks like.  

         ❛ whoo? ❜              hello?