XVI walked in to Terra Firma, the inviting green glow calling her from the street. The phantom touch of another was still on her hands, as was the warmth of the vodka still within her. Sixteen spotted a figure sat at the bar, squinting to make out the details. It was Riowyn, and she was on the other side of the fence. Now this woman was a curious one to Sixteen, the anger and compassion she had shown her in many nights past. Scars criss-crossed and staring very boldly at those who were…Continue
Sixteen looked up and squinted. Her eyes were blinded for the first time from the white surrounding her. She furrowed her brow, unable to make what she thought of this new muscle reaction.
"You will be traveling back to the city tonight, but in an inactive state. Prepare yourself, and your belongings. You have one hour," An officer of Neo Shoda stated firmly.
Sixteen gave an acknowledging nod. I do not have any belongings, I -am- the belonging. She fought herself from being…Continue
Sixteen watched the rain trickle over the side of Fusion's railing. From this height it was almost poetic to watch it drop to the ground below. A constant in the East, but ever so lovely, she thought. Her peripheral caught a figure, but she remained silent, minding her own politely.
Sixteen took her time in making rounds. Since FIfteen had been wiped, the workload had reduced nominally. Finally, she was doing as she was programmed. A feeling that both delighted and left Sixteen strangely sad.
The receptionist approached, "I was told to give this to you for input into the system manually. Something of a hiccup caused it not to be automatically transfered, so it was couriered a few hours ago." and handed a manilla folder over. How very retro, Sixteen…Continue