What one brings to a high-stakes break-in, Steve's not really sure. He has the tapes, with the few backups he'd managed to make between videos stashed safely away, just in case. He has a flashlight, a first aid kit, and cash in his wallet. The nail bat and baseball cap are both still in his car.
Good enough, he supposes. Though a hoodie probably wouldn't hurt.
He chucks pebbles at Robin's window when he gets to her house. She appears, wide-eyed, miming that she'll cut his head off if he doesn't stop.
Steve throws one more for good measure. He can practically hear Robin's annoyed squawk as he walks around to meet her at the door.
"Ready?" Steve whispers.
"No!" Robin hisses. "Dude, it's two in the morning. I fell asleep just wondering when you were gonna finally get here."
She's wearing pajamas. Steve snorts and pushes past her, tiptoeing up the stairs.
"What are we even doing?" Robin whisper-shouts, shutting the bedroom door behind them. "You never said!"
"Breaking and entering," Steve says. "Nothing we haven't done before."
"Oh my god," Robin says, pulling sweats from one of the piles of clothing on her carpet. Steve steals a black hoodie from the pile next to it and tugs it on. "Y'know, I should've guessed."
Steve fills her in on the specifics while she changes and shoves things into her pockets. A ski mask from the Canada trip. A bandana. A pair of the rubber gloves she uses to dye her hair.
Ohh. Fingerprints. That's smart. Steve holds his hand out for a pair, too.
She's dressed in all black now, pockets bulging. "Well?" she says. "Let's go save your dork-ass boyfriend."
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Felt like did a lot but not really maybe. So i did Zoology chapter- 3,7,12 and botany revise of chap 1,2,4. Seems not much but it was all 10 hr work.but hopefully oneday i will be able to.finish this all in maybe in some less hrs😇.
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When I signed up for this mission, I just wanted to get away from everything.
I was sick of Rotfront, of school, of the photo store.
Sick of the fake smiles and the whispering behind people's backs.
When I saw the photo of that soldier, I wondered who she was.
Was she happy? Was her family proud of her? Did her comrades love her?
Since we looked alike, could I have been like her?
But in the end, I just wanted to leave.
Nothing I had done or made ever meant anything to anyone, so why bother?
Here, I am finally free.
I get to be by myself, and to do what I want.
I can finally be happy.
Cycle 648 Note
Talked some more to the Elster unit.
She's different from replikas I knew back home, nothing like my teachers or the Blockwart Protektor. I know she didn't have a choice, but it feels like she's also here because she didn't fit in. It's like we've run away from the world together.
At first, I didn't like having someone around, and I was glad that she's quiet and didn't approach me. But lately, I've missed having someone I can talk to. It's been so long since I've last seen another person.
I never thought I'd miss it. Except her, everything is the same in here, always.
Nothing ever changes.
"Ariane's Notes"
Running out of ochre paint. Elster laughed when I told her! Now I have to mix it myself - so annoying
I still haven't read a whole bunch of those manuals... I feel like they gave me enough to read for the rest of my life.
Most of them are boring technical manuals, anyway.
They could have given us more films to watch instead. Half of them are war films, which Elster doesn't like, and the other half are kitschy propaganda dramas.
Cycle 1294 Note
Had a strange dream. I was listening to the radio with my mother.
Like back then, the numbers were on, and mother was taking notes with a book on her lap.
It was that book I saw in the shop window of the bookstore where the twins lived, the one with a yellow hooded figure on the cover.
When I went there to buy it, it was gone, and Erika said the Protectors had confiscated it.
Or was it Isa? I can't remember...
Everything is always the same.
I feel like I'm trapped inside this ship.
I know every bolt on every panel in every room of it.
I've seen everything, I've done everything there is to do in here.
I can't concentrate on anything.
It's like there's this fog inside my head,
and whenever I try to do anything, I just can't focus.
I want to go outside, I want to breathe fresh air,
I want to feel wind on my face and in my hair.
I think I lost more hair.
I'm sitting here, getting older.
Every time I wake up, I feel older, weaker, sicker.
I get out of breath so easily lately, and my back hurts when I sit down.
How much longer will this go on? It feels like I'm just slowly dying...
Cycle X57X ("Smeared Diary Page")
░oke up from cryo ░▓░░ ░▓
in ░░pty mess hall. I was wondering
▒▒░▒▓░ Elster ▓s looking out ▓▒▒░ flight de▓
▒░▒░ like some ▒░▓░ lost in though▒
Sometimes I feel l░▓▒░▒░
is▒░ home▓▒
fanart interpretation by Apnoiac
Cycle 5XX9
I'm tired of it all.
Every time I go to sleep, I wonder if I'll wake up again.
I'm scared that it'll be the last time I said good night to her.
Did I say it right? Will she be okay?
What if one of us just won't wake up tomorrow?
I don't want to die,
I don't want to live anymore either.
Everything is just so exhausting.
I just want to lie down and disappear.
em algum nível, sei que minha ansiedade está enraizada no medo definitivo de estar perdendo alguma coisa. amo minha vida e não quero perdê-la, eu sinto demais, provavelmente penso demais, e quando você faz isso as coisas nem sempre são fáceis. quando você prefere sua própria companhia á dos outros, você se fecha em si mesmo, fica tão perdido em sua própria cabeça que parece que nunca encontrará a saída.
Só acho engraçado que quando eu falo o curso que eu quero todo mundo me olha como se eu tivesse dito que eu quero ser desempregada, passar fome, MAS tem 26,6 pessoas disputando UMA vaga comigo, tem 1001 filhos da puta que decidiram que querem ser desempregados vai tomar no cu
