#tranquilsilver

WITH HIS WEAPONS returned, he felt more capable of protecting people again and that’s what he had set in his mind as his objective when monsters started materialising. Hard light skates glide across the pavement, connecting from street to wall as he avoids obstacles -- though he comes to a stop at the omnic, backtracking toward him with music on full blast. Despite the gloomy situation he was adamant on trying to keep morale up and keep a positive attitude.

❖ While it may not have appeared that way to most, Satya was eager to give her respect to individuals she found deserving. The former-Shambali monk was one of those individuals. Satya did not grow up with a deep-seeded prejudice against Omnics unlike much of the world had.

Her hatred was directed towards poverty and chaos, not against machines whose programming had gone...haywire. The Shambali’s message of every being having a soul intrigued her as much as she may not have understood it.

“Zenyatta,” she respected greeted the monk by name, a small smile curling at her lips. If she believed in fate, that was probably what had brought their paths together once more. In this case, it was merely the odds. How interesting.

Dropped for you! Good luck with school!

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“Jigen, huh? Hmm. His skills are pretty impressive, I don’t think I know anyone who’s a better sharpshooter or good at quick draws like he is. That said, I’m lucky I’ve made it out alive going up against him. Sure wouldn’t want a real showdown with the guy. Not to mention the guy would bite the bullet for his partner more than he’d save his own skin.”

mostly something with him really dealing with his kids or with a cucumber quest but besides that like

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Although it appeared to Simon that he was only trapped in the mind coral (Akers's gross fleshy meat columns) for mere minutes, he was actually in there for quite a few hours. Since it consisted of a dream like state, his internal clock never registered the lost time and Catherine never thought to look for a disparity.

THERE WERE MANY strange things immediately available for view upon his arrival and he’d already seen someone from his own time, yet despite these two bits of known information the sight of an actual omnic still took him by surprise.