Q:how bout that 943 eh?
Y-yes? I am f-familiar with the unit. A-are you asking my… opinion of it? *Tilts head.*
I-if so, my opinion is very good, I-I suppose. It is Geth. F-family, perhaps. I-it is… part of me, as we a-are all… part of each other. *Bows head in thought, studying its clasped hands.* I am not sure… how to describe it i-in… in organic terms. *Lifts head, nodding a bit.* S-suffice it to say I am… fond of it.
Q:♣ ♣ ♣ ((belated clovers for kawaii geth uvu))
((fhawoiefhawi thank yooouuu ;w; <3333))
Q:Boop! *She boops the Geth and makes a run for it*
*Blares digispeak and almost catches her before she’s out of range. It could catch up to her, but instead just watches warily as a familiar skycar called Tol floats past, sending a little reassurance over the network.* …You seem to be having fun. *Flaps lift and drop as it just kinda talks to the air in her wake. u.u What can it do!*
tamosgi started following you
sassygaygeth started following you
ghalaeosageth started following you
Forget law enforcement, geth made his skin try to walk right off his bones. Apparently they were no longer enemies, but the memories of an intern bleeding out on his lap as they took cover behind a desk left a stronger impression than the news. “I have no business with you.”
Tamos knew that tone, had heard it many times before, and automatically recoiled from the unfamiliar Salarian. “O-of course not, sir.” It nodded, hands wringing. “I… I apologize.” With that, it quickly turned to leave.