hauntedsavior: (calculate to cure the virus)
Anna Amarande ([personal profile] hauntedsavior) wrote in [community profile] deercountry 2022-10-06 10:55 pm (UTC)

A2 reaches behind her back as soon as she has a clear shot on this other person. The sound of steel leaving a makeshift sheath is easily heard over the relative silence, but the android doesn't care. It isn't something that should be happening, whatever's happening now. It hasn't happened before and it may never happen again. But A2 is being afforded an opportunity.

She brandishes the blade at her side as they walk, and with no regard for her own health or, seemingly, for recent history, she raises it to swing. But her arms stop as something blares silently within her chest, her core. In someone else's ears. WARNING, it says in code that should be crude and indecipherable yet still reverberates through her like a tolling bell. YORHA UNIT TYPE-A NO.2 MAY NOT ATTACK HUMANS, it tells her, and she scowls.

"Fine," she mutters, keeping the sword at her side instead. It can be an accent piece, something to remind others that she isn't someone who should be fucked with lightly. She can tell that she won't be keeping her blade out for much longer anyway. There's only so long they can delay whatever ritual that these humans have figured out.

"I should've known better than to think humans would be nicer," she adds, walking in lockstep behind Woe. "I guess there was a reason you all died, after all."

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