The Android

I am an Android with a neural link to my spaceship. Emotional upgrade is optional. #DarkMatter Part of @SlayerReloaded of @BuffyReloaded #CuppyRP

+ Android and Three could easily pass as fellow human, because Father has made them perfect. A secret passageway underneath Wallace Corporation is leading them right into the office of Niander Wallace. Father.

+ Told from generation to generation, passed as dark fairy tales, but with the core of true events that humankind desperately wants to make into myths. If a person was so stupid to come out at night past the witching hour, +

+ still dark, the humans are hiding in their houses, telling each other grim stories about the threats that come out at night. Mostly to scare their children, but deep down they have to know that those urban legends are true. +

+ Council, she might even have formed a bond with its leader, but to Android there is only one master. Quickly she is cleaning up the battlefield and then gestures Three to follow her as quickly as possible. While it is +

+ this is just a thing between Father and his Children. A smile forms on Android’s artificial lips when the command arrives to get back with Father instead of the Council. Three might be content with her place at the +

Tonight Father will not be cross with her. Android has gathered ten different genetic samples of supernatural species, and it will help with his Creation. These samples are to be kept secret from the Council at all costs, as +

//Reboot ahead. Stay tuned.

+ and I’m wondering if I did something wrong. Humans are still a mystery to me sometimes, even the deceased and ghostly ones. “Unless you wanna do something else to pass the time and distract you.”

+ help. “Unless you can waft through walls, then I can tell you the way to the kitchen. I’ve scanned the floor plans of this building, I know every door and hallway.” I can see that the look on the woman’s face is showing some annoyance, +

+ former owner has left something in this room. Maybe a mint or something will be found.” I’m looking up at her expectandly. As weird as it is that a ghost feels hungry, I’m a service Android more than anything else, and I’m always happy to +

“Of course I will. We’re roommates now, we should help each other out.” The words come out a little slurred, as the other is holding my bottom lip between her teeth for a while, before letting it plop out again. “We could search if the +

+ give you this week’s food ration though, I don’t require any sustenance.”

+ tried to examine my breast, so maybe I’m missing something. “A reward? I can’t pay you, Moira, they are not letting us have money in here.” The woman who’s a ghost who feels much too warm for a ghost should know these things. “I can +

+ me. Does she need to taste if I’m leaking any contact fluid? This might be the strangest check-up I’ve ever received, but I have to admit that it’s way better than what the doctors do. Although, thinking back, one of the doctors had also +

Huh, I am quite sure that none of my essential tech is seated where the woman’s hand is now. I want to point out to her that I have a maintenance access at my neck and one on my back, but I don’t get to say it, because her tongue is tasting +

+ first.”

+ though?” I am not sure if the woman really has the means to run a full analysis on me, but at least it’s better than being checked by those rude doctors. “Just please warn me before you intend a full reboot. I’ll have to backup some data +

+ horizontal. I fail to see why she is keeping my hands restraint though. Not that I mind, as I could overpower her any second with the strength of a whole army. “Yes, please. I could use a thorough check-up. Are you equipped to do that +

Oh. Oh. It’s quite odd to feel the woman’s weight on my body. But after a bit of confusion I can see the efficiency behind this action. The bed is very small, and we are two grown woman, so it’s probably better to sleep vertical than +