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Post by Nightracer on Aug 11, 2009 20:48:06 GMT -5
Nightracer blinked back to her spot. "I will take you to your residence Cynthia," she responded softly and began to drive again.
She shifted and sighed. "I do understand family Cynthia, but I was still a youngling when I lost mine. In this war I'm now involved in. I was the sole survivor of the ruins that were...my home. Once. It stopped being my home when it was sheared to the ground. I was saved, however, and I remained by my savior's side. I do understand family, Cynthia, but I have not had a family in quite a long time. Such a long time, that I would rather not think about how long it has been since my connection with my creators was severed...it does not matter," she responded as she slowly began to drive around.
She scanned and sighed softly. "What is your...address?" she inquired softly.
She did not wish to do anything to upset Cynthia anymore.
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Post by Cynthia Williams on Aug 12, 2009 6:33:58 GMT -5
Cynthia gave the address and then again she went quiet. From time to time she raised her head in order to look at the hologram. Feverishly she thought whether he would manage to escape when they get the car off. However poorly she could see her chances. A few ton robot will be able to catch up with her within seconds.
After a moment then again she spoke. - probably won't you let me walk away, when I get back home?
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Post by Nightracer on Aug 12, 2009 12:18:53 GMT -5
Nightracer let out a soft sigh and continued to drive to the address. She was calm, the wheel turning softly around. At the question, the hologram visibly flinched. "I'm starting to feel more then neutral to your race if you can not trust a femme. I forget that there is no such programming for humans to prevent harm to the younger members of their species. None of these organics do," she commented softly before contiuing on.
The hologram looked over at her and stated, "I will only insure that you are safetly within your home and do no such thing before driving off."
Driving to across the street and parking. Of course, she would have to run away from any Autobots who came through the area, but...Cynthia was a youngling. She didn't think any of the Techno-Organics were, but she had never met any of those. As she came up to the address she came to a stop and opened her door, the seatbelt already off.
She shifted a little and made sure the door was completely open. "Your residence?" she questioned.
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Post by Cynthia Williams on Aug 12, 2009 13:22:01 GMT -5
- Yes, it here. - ran out of the car, stumbling around kerb. She bent, when she felt pain at the fall. Clumsily she recovered from an illness from the earth. She had ripped tights on knees. She flinched at the sight of blood. She shook the wound from the dirt and she moved in the direction of the gate.
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Post by Nightracer on Aug 12, 2009 14:15:25 GMT -5
Nightracer's hologram blinked outside and moved to help, only to see Cynthia already standing. She looked at the human girl in curosity and concern before blinking back into the car so she didn't think Nightracer would drag her off again. "Be careful youngling," she stated, the car actually speaking for her instead of bending it through the hologram.
She looked over at the girl and she let the hologram just blink out of sight. There was no use anymore and she waited for the girl to go inside. Nightracer idelled, shutting her passenger door with a soft click, and she waited for the girl to be safe. Only then did she quietly drive into an abandoned area. There, she parked and settled onto her wheels, slipping into a light recharge.
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Post by Cynthia Williams on Aug 12, 2009 14:31:42 GMT -5
Cynthia stormed into home like a hurricane. She wasn't wrong, the building was empty. There was a lighting switched off in rooms, on the table a cold supper waited already for her. On the secretary two recorded messages waited. She was supposed to be alone for the entire night. She still heightened it feeling fear. She didn't know what too to do, for whom to say. The father and the sister will recognize it as her next prank.
'Gigantic robot, so...' could already hear the sceptical tone of the sister.
She had a feeling that this bloody robot still there was. She is waiting for her in darkness.
Out of nervousness she forgot about bleeding knees.
Now she felt to the truth defenceless, lonely.
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