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we are at war: chapter 3 She turned, kneeling in front of the door as she opened it to let the bot slink in. He crawled onto her knees, rubbing his face against hers, against her tears. She rest her forehead against him, still unable to control her crying.we are at war: chapter 3 by =tycho
"F-fuck," she whimpered, holding around TS tightly. "Th-this is so fucked up. I don't know what t'do." Only, she did. It was a bad idea. It was a horrible idea. It was a bad, horribly stupid idea. But she wanted it so bad and nothing was going to stop her.
Uncerimoniously dumping the cat off her lap, she ignored his yowl and stalked into the dining room. Yanking a hairpin from the pocket of her hoodie, she droppe
we are at war: chapter 1.5 She had limped around the house in a daze, trembling hands holding her phone. She willed with every fiber of her being that it'd ring, blink, beep - do SOMETHING other than sit there idly, silent and depressing. Tequila Sunrise curled anxiously around her ankles while she paced. Even with his expressionless visage, she could tell he was worried, too. Sitting quietly on the floor, she accepted the robocat into her lap. He nudged at her hand much like an actual cat and it made her smile; a frail little line across her face that looked like anything could break it.we are at war: chapter 1.5 by =tycho
"It'll be okay, right?" she whispered to the thing, tracing a fingertip over the
Happystuck Dirk/Roxy "Got a minute, Rox?"Happystuck Dirk/Roxy by =tycho
Roxy looked up from the small netbook she had resting on her lap, tedious lines of code filling most of the screen. She sighed heavily, but nodded at Dirk. She stood and closed the tiny laptop, tossing it onto her bed. Crossed her room. Stood at least a head shorter than Strider, who was in her doorway. Hands on her hips, she looked up at him with a face that simply read 'what' in all its deadpan glory.
"It's more like 45 seconds now, so talk fast." She pushed her bangs from her eyes, ignoring how fucking awful her cast felt under her long-sleeved shirt. She wore the pink hoodie to cover the hideous thing, but if anyone
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| this is quite an accurate depiction of myself. - and i don't scare easily. important people:             this is subject to be edited since i'm forgetful w/e no its cool being left out     |
