#claude 01

Something Rhys had never considered was how he would be perceived outside of the little bubble of familiarity he had on Helios. There and even on Pandora, having cybernetics wasn’t actually that odd. Some even chose to have them over having them in necessity.

He thought his was still super cool though. His right arm was a bright yellow with a white stripe on it. His palm could even show a screen and help him into the network when he was hacking! He even had a cybernetic left eye, how cool was that?!

He was apparently spending way too much time thinking about how cool he was and how his awesome cybernetics had gotten him out of some tough scrapes and was not paying any attention to where he was walking.

This tall spaghetti noodle of a man ran smack into someone and knocked him backward onto his ass. Nice one Rhys. He sighed in frustration, bracing himself to stand up and running his robotic hand through his hair to make sure it was still perfectly slicked back and rad.

Once again, Waka had appeared to have wandered into a structure of which he did not know the purpose. However, he did know two things - commerce was done here, it appeared to be a sort of market and boy, were they in one hell of a celebration. Everything was decked out in red flowers with pointed petals, strange shapes striped red and white, and lots and lots of red and green, shiny decorations.

How curious. He had no idea what this celebration was, but he could tell it made people very happy and excited, so what the hell, he could get down with it. He becomes fairly used to the sight of these specific decorations, and the more he wanders, the more he notices that something before him is...out of place.

He steps closer, and reaches out to pull what appears to be a snowflake made of paper out from behind a receptacle for waste. He turns it in his hands, admiring the craftsmanship, but he’s not sure why this is here. It didn’t seem to fit in, so surely, someone must have dropped it.