Jun 12, 2020
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If Octet could smile, he would right now. “Ah Shroud. I am honoured that you trust me at all. I hope you are doing well.” It meant a lot that an entity like Shroud trusted him, even just a little.
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If Octet could smile, he would right now. “Ah Shroud. I am honoured that you trust me at all. I hope you are doing well.” It meant a lot that an entity like Shroud trusted him, even just a little.
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"You have been quite busy, I see. I suppose I should not be so surprised." ○
Usually Shaska would jump in surprise hearing Shroud’s voice come from nowhere. But she only gasped this time, before exhaling heavily. Managing to get used to hearing that voice.
“Always catches me off guard… Yes, I have been very busy. No rest for the wicked nor weary after all.”
“Been a while since I heard your voice, friend.”
"One might mistakenly think you consider yourself judge and jury of who lives and who dies with your talk of innocence. I am merely asking what parameters you use to deem another 'innocent.'" 'Shroud' answered easily enough while the air near Umbran shimmered and pixelated to form the expressive disembodied hands it had once before. "You gave no second thought to anyone else in your massacre." ○
Umbran gave a bark of indignant laughter, then sneered as he felt the air near him change and turned to glare at the disembodied hands that had deigned to show themselves to him.
"I am simply giving them a taste of their own medicine! They believe themselves above the law, attacking innocent reploids that have done nothing wrong but be who they are! Since they believe we reploids are a stain to be wiped clean from the earth, then I will judge them thusly in return!" Umbran snapped back, his dreadlocks curling around him with built-up frustration.
"They are nothing more than a violent cult that would sooner see the world burn than let humans and reploids live together in peace. They're no better than mavericks, but at least mavericks are driven insane and violent by a virus. Most humans just make foolish choices, but their own damned choices nonetheless." He continued in an angry tone.
He turned away from the disembodied hands with a hiss, folding his arms over his chest. The ex-hunter half-grunted, half-signed as his tone softened. "Innocent lives don't deserve to get caught up in their damnable folly. There's still good people in this world. I know there is. They deserve to live their lives free of worry of mavericks and cults that bring ruin upon them."
"Color me mildly disappointed my voice did not invoke a stronger reaction." 'Shroud' rumbled, pausing to consider the reploid's answer to the invisible entity's observation. "There is a moral code within your frame yet isn't there, tainted one? But I wonder your definition of 'innocence,' nonetheless." ○
Umbran snorted and actually seemed a little amused at Shroud's disappointment. "Your damnable voice isn't the worse I've reacted to. There are worse things in this world than your noises."
Now that he'd gotten that sass out of his system, he rolled his shoulders and stood relatively calmly on the rooftop he'd retreated to after his mass slaughter.
"My moral code is one of the only things that keeps me sane. I'll even save innocent lives if I have to. Though, I have to admit, I'm puzzled by your comment of 'your definition of 'innocence''. The hell do you mean by that?" Umbran asked, unsure if he should be offended or not by the comment.
"Such a surprise what a sentimental thing you are, letting your quarry escape like that." ○
Umbran bristled and silently snarled at hearing that voice. Damnit all, he’d gotten used to not hearing it again after so long since last time.
Taking a moment to force himself to settle down, he growled a little before he answered. “I don’t harm innocents. Killing his father in front of him would have harmed the boy. Simple as that.”
‘Course, that wasn’t the full truth, but he was somewhat honest.
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"I see some of this world's inhabitants are oft no less cruel than when I left them." 'Shroud's all-encompassing voice rumbled in return after letting Octet finish his explanation. "I suppose it is a good sign, nonetheless, that your search for those abandoned should prove fruitless this time." Upon noticing Octet's close companion, 'Shroud' extended its abilities just a small bit further. Odie should be able to hear it now, too, should it choose to. ○
Octet sighed softly, both soberly and slightly in amusement.
"Very few races in the universe have attained true peace and kindness for all. More often than not, it is too easy to be cruel than to be kind." Octet replied soberly, slithering off the rock he'd been perched on back to the dusty ground.
He slowly moved on, eyes constantly scanning his surroundings for anything that shouldn't be out here. "That is true though. I find more strays in the city than out here. At least, in the city, there is more potential to survive."
Upon hearing Shroud's voice, the little Snake Seeker's head snapped up out of Octet's hood with his tongue flickering out. He was trying to find the source of the voice, clearly without success.
Slowly the head of this run-down figure tilted at Jayden curiously. This time, it was the one to initiate the strange thrum of noise, seeking verification. As quickly as the pearl made its response, the figure took one heavy step forward. It was painfully sluggish in its motion and the very act seemed to exhaust it further. It fell into a kneeling position there in the sand, but its dark red and blue eyes never left the approaching human. ○
How could she slip through without alerting the security system? Her natural, curious instincts screamed for her to jump the line, without even caring if security bots caught her trespassing. The phenomenon of this call and response between two entities fascinated her to no end.
Another way in...there had to be some break in the fencing or a wall just low enough to vault over. A quick scan showed nothing fruitful, except for some a garbage bin and bench just down the line.
...one look back to the figure, one more glance of two off-colored irises then off ran the reporter. The timing of her jump, her speed, and the power had to be just right. One fluid motion, and only her landing hurt the most. Falling down on her butt seriously hurt, even sent a large thrum of pain up her back.
The other side now, and a few minutes later Jayden wound up closer to the kneeling figure but still kept her distance. Shroud certainly had some influence with this figure’s strange appearance, but no control. It could straight up attack her, lash out or even drag her back into the water.
Jayden didn’t move, but her arm lifted up with the pearl comfortably sitting in her palm.
Realizing Octet's location only made 'Shroud' all the more curious. "So far from what remains of civilization. What draws you to this desolate place?" ○
There they were. Octet had begun to wonder when Shroud would speak up. He chuckled a little at the question, not surprised at the question. “You’d be surprised what one finds out in this unforgiving wasteland.” Octet replied.
Then he continued in a sober tone. “Sometimes, people will abandon pets out here. Actual animal or reploid animal, it doesn’t matter. I will sometimes find them wandering out here, left to die, and I rescue them all. Sadly, sometimes people can be that cruel.”
“Thankfully, I’ve found a few wild animals, but no domesticated ones.” Octet finished in a slightly lighter tone.
From his hood came a soft sound and a small green, robotic snake poked it’s head out. It looked a bit sleepy, like it had just woken up, and made a soft hiss towards the naga bot.
“Oh!” Octet turned his head to look over his shoulder, chuckling softly. “Don’t mind me Odie, just speaking out loud.” He said to the little snake. It seemed to accept the answer, as it’s head dropped back down into the hood to perhaps fall back asleep.