Tell me now....

[sullenandroid.livejournal.com]

Characters: Protoman and you!
Setting: Varies!
Format: Action to start, but I can match.
Summary: Protoman investigates his new cagehome.
Warnings: Jerky robot for now. Possibly language.


Dorms - Room 1-02:

[The sleep paralysis wasn't an odd thing - usually Protoman couldn't move for a while after a cold boot started. Systems starting up, diagnostics to make sure everything's in working order, recalibration of things to normal settings. He didn't even notice the sleep paralysis, to be honest. He was weirded out by the bootup, however. Wasn't he fighting his father's new pet project...?

There's a sound of something moving, and Protoman's sitting up sluggishly. His right arm erupts in a rearrangement of metal parts, tearing the fabric of the provided suit up as it reforms into a firearm, pointing at the source of the noise.]

Elsewhere:

[Once he's fully awake and dressed (sans the gun arm, though his shield is on his back), Protoman will explore each floor of the tower in sequence.]

_{(If you use a non-dorm option, just specify a location in the subject line, please! I just didn't wanna write out a ton of mini-blurbs since he'd check out the whole place.)}

Comments

[consumedpast.livejournal.com]

Merely curious.

I had yet to meet someone like yourself.

Man, these two. SO STOIC. xD;

[sullenandroid.livejournal.com]

Hmn. Very well then.

What can you tell me of this place?

we should fix that...

[consumedpast.livejournal.com]

Not too much, unfortunately. I've only recently been brought here as well.

However... Did you take note of the letter you received upon your own arrival?

[sullenandroid.livejournal.com]

Mmmn. [He sounds annoyed, but not for very long.]

I did. I am uncertain what to make of it.

[consumedpast.livejournal.com]

Not that fond of where you came from?

[sullenandroid.livejournal.com]

Not particularly. Struggling to feel much of anything for the fate of that place, to be truthful.

[consumedpast.livejournal.com]

You are not alone in that regard, I assure you.

... My name is Alice. Alice Liddell.

[sullenandroid.livejournal.com]

A refreshing thing to hear - I've spent far too much time around humans that were far too complacent to even complain.

I am Protoman.

[consumedpast.livejournal.com]

A pleasure, Protoman.

Disappointing, really. What do they expect to happen if they won't even stand up for themselves?

[sullenandroid.livejournal.com]

[He nods.]

Of that, I am uncertain... They were a strange lot, to be sure. [His dismissal sounds just a touch sentimental, rather than the previous callous tone he discussed them with.]

[consumedpast.livejournal.com]

Have you found yourself missing their presence already?

[sullenandroid.livejournal.com]

I do not. [He straightens up. He's gotta stay consistent here - can't let himself be so easily rattled by the run-in with that child.]

[consumedpast.livejournal.com]

And why is that?

[sullenandroid.livejournal.com]

They were only a burden. A leech. Wanting to take everything and give nothing in return.