( after wiping the steam away from the mirror she immediately noticed Elster standing behind her , causing the poor gestalt to jump out of her skin .
Letting out as scream as she turned around , Arianes features didn’t show much joy . )
What the fuck Elster !!&
How many hours?
How much wasted?
She’d begun to lose count as the rhythmic patter of water fills the ambient space aboard their vessel. Such lengthy showers, they were unnecessary. Inefficient. Cutting into precious resources…
Elster remains silent as she always has.
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( Ariane has no care in the world about how much water she’s wasting in her hour long and boiling hot showers . Stepping out she’s still steaming and only had a towel wrapped around her body .
She has no clue @UNBR0KENPR0MISE was in the room with her)
This could never happen .
She’s stupid to think so .
Without turning the painting over like before she walked over to her bed , beginning to remove her uniform . )
Tomorrow is a new day . It’ll be fine .
( she’d hear that change in her voice and stop in her tracks . Ariane felt sick .
This could be her last night of the replika decided what she said was out of line .
Turning her head to the side she’d look down at the floor and push a few strands of hair behind &&
How cruel was she, to ask such a thing? It was by design. Ingrained within her very being. To obey and adhere the command of those above her… Which, in this expedition, includes the woman before her.
Conflicting orders. Loyalty and devotion is tested to their utmost limits.
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Her ear . )
Very well .
Good night .
( she waited till her companion was gone to take another look at the painting . Elster looked like an angel , such soft features on her face , stern eyes and thin black hair she wanted to run her hands through .
This is wrong. &&
( she says turning her back to the replika in fear but also a small bit of anger was coursing through her body .
Walking over to her canvas, the gestalt picked it Jo only to turn it around from other gazes and lean it against a wall )
Is it really treason if we never end up finding a plant for them to destroy and overpopulate .
( Ariane visibly got upset about that word . She’s never told Elster what happened to her back home , why she was so excited to get on a ship that would end up being her tomb &&
In this moment of isolation, all felt right. Perfect. Indescribable feelings wash throughout her body and mind, yet her visage is unchanged… Or so she believes.
There is a certain softness in her face. A glimmer in her eyes. Something she fails to notice herself.
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She couldn’t blame her for the reaction but deep down Ariane wanted to tear her heart out of her own chest . )
It’s fine , Elster .
I’m going to bed , all of my tasks are done anyways .
If you would be so kind as to leave my room . I would appreciate it .
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What if . . Hypothetically . Of course .
What if we just don’t go back ?
( she’s anxious about her response . What if Elster freaks out and decides to call their bosses . She’d be in big trouble for everything )
( her smile only grew wider as she felt the robotic hand squeeze hers . Despite being together on that ship for a while now they both didn’t know a lot about one another .
Ariane had no clue that replika had their memories checked and it erased . )
Well . . . &&
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ❝ …Here being the key word… ���
This is not a mindset of pessimism, but instead of realism. The absolute truth. Speaking freely, it violates several protocols. She brings a finger to her temple, tapping it gently as her opposing hand is embraced. Hesitant yet
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