Rebel Girl

[animusnpcs]

Characters: Aria (R-037), open
Setting: infirmary all week
Format: action preferred
Summary: Aria is open to speak to the residents of the Tower, if they would like to.
Warnings: potential horror event warnings; for now nothing though
Note: Please specify the date you are visiting Aria in your subject header.

[The infirmary swarms with retrieval units and worker units, all of whom have chipped collars. Most of them seem busy with one task or another, but a few are free enough to direct anyone who asks to speak to Aria to the woman in question. She's converted one of the examination rooms into something of an office, albeit a sparse one. She looks nervous and a little tired, but excited all the same. Her office is guarded by four retrieval units--attacking her here would be a bad idea, even setting aside the fact that Aria is a retrieval unit herself.

She seems happy to see anyone who walks in, though.]

Comments

[attheclocktower]

[Xion grimaces. She tries to imagine how it'd feel like if she had to act like the mindless puppet Saix always treated her like. The prospect isn't inviting]

I can imagine... it sounds awful. [She hesitates] I... could never want to go back to the way I was, when I was first made.

[animusnpcs]

You were made, too? [Aria looks interested.] Oh, but you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to.

[attheclocktower]

No, it's... it's okay.

[She thinks. It... maybe doesn't bother her as much as it used to. Or maybe it was the pure effect of being around a kindred spirit, in a way.]

I was made as a copy, a replica, from someone's memories. I was made because the people who made me wanted to control the powers of the boy I came from.

I don't think I turned out the way they wanted though.

[animusnpcs]

...I don't think I turned out the way Jason wanted, if that helps. [She smiles a little.]

[attheclocktower]

[Xion smiles back]

I'm not mad about it or anything, really. I mean... they wanted to use me as a tool really. At least the ones in charge did. But... we're people now, because we didn't turn out how they wanted.

It just makes things harder when they get mad about it.

[animusnpcs]

[She nods.] I like being like this better. I'd rather die than not be able to decide for myself what the right thing to do is.

[attheclocktower]

Yeah.

[Xion grins and nods back.]

Oh, my name's Xion. It's nice to meet you.

[animusnpcs]

It's nice to meet you, Xion. Well, not during a collar check.

[attheclocktower]

[That makes her giggle]

Oh... the others. [She casts a glance towards the door, outside of which the other chipped units are working] The ones that've been following us. Will we see them again?

[Now that she knows they're definitely friendly, she wouldn't mind seeing them again]