Oliver: -to Asagi- Well... every Pilot gets a Titan, so I guess it'd stand to reason that I had one.
Maybe I've had multiple.
-to Quartz- Hell. Not even sure if a year is the right amount of time, but... I can pretty clearly remember the last date I saw being abouuuuuuuut a week or so ago, so fuck it. Close enough.
Maybe I just woke up like this. Went to sleep human and woke up a few days later as a Spectre.
God damn what has my life become?
edited 21st Dec '16 5:18:37 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Oliver: Robot soldier. Not as tactically flexible or ingenious as a human being, but they make up for that by being better at following plans to the letter, not feeling pain, being stronger and faster than humans...
edited 21st Dec '16 5:37:52 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."-Well, Artorias-
-You're looking at a golem
◊, sitting down on a couch-
Oliver: -to Artorias- Name's Oliver.
Body's not, though.
edited 21st Dec '16 5:50:29 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Volt is lying on a couch and staring at the ceiling, one eye closed as if playing peek-a-boo with gray metal plating. A tiny robotic fly appears near him, buzzing and flying in circles at speeds. Without even moving Volt winks to it. A jolt of electricity jumps off his... eyelash? ... and fries the annoying semi-insect mid-air. The thief sighs.
Volt: Jeez. I dunno how boring this day can get anymore.

Quartz: Have just arrive here, am understanding?