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SONG ─̲ SO MI
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— warmth of her presence... it was all so new, and yet, it brought a sense of security so mi hadn't felt in a long time.

⠀⠀ as alex stepped away, that comfort waned, and song shifted to turn and face her, a singular brow arched in silent question.

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closeness was something so mi didn't get, or rather — hadn't received. the only touch that she knew was that of the people fitting her with new tech, the cold, empty touch of fingers tinkering with a body that was no longer her own. the pressure of those arms around her, the —

[𝓭ignity ‍&͟. ‍ᴰᵁᴱ ‍diligence. @federalsintel]

alex knew by crossing the threshold of physicality she was opening possibilities they hadn't disclosed, but their closeness eased rather than disturbed, not just a tolerant; a lifeline when reality crumbled.

conscience established embrace, —

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[ْ @federalsanalyst]

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SONG ─̲ SO MI
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[ْ @federalsanalyst]

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lips twitched, almost forming a smile, but she obliged. delicate touch wraps around alex's wrists, maneuvering the other's arms to wrap tighter around her middle as she stepped back into the embrace. it was comfort, something so mi was still getting used to.

[𝓭ignity ‍&͟. ‍ᴰᵁᴱ ‍diligence. @federalsintel]

reverberating hum as confirmation, cranium tilts, cheek substituting for chin positioned at her shoulder, lips idle and palms flat, pressing into so mi's concealed abdomen; guiding proximity closer for tighter embrace.

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the sudden touch startled so mi, thin frame tensing, only to relax the moment she realized who it was. cybernetic digits smooth over alex's arms, leaning into the touch.

⠀⠀ “ everything okay? ”

[𝓭ignity ‍&͟. ‍ᴰᵁᴱ ‍diligence. @federalsintel]

arms encompassing @federalsanalyst's waist, chin positioned amid shoulder with fluttered eyes and exhalation indicative of instantaneous relief.

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@federalsintel https://t.co/WPSRSxZCgl mayhaps we disappear again.

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— spread along the tiled floor. “ i came here for you, alex. not the drinks. not the environment. just you. ” admission could be interpreted in multiple ways, but there was something in her tone that spoke volumes of what she meant.

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the pressure of that grip increased, knowing only how tightly alex held her by stealing a glance at those hands, knuckles white from force, and in that moment, not for the first time, song wished she could * feel it. her body wasn't her own anymore. she was all chrome and wires,—

[𝓭ignity ‍&͟. ‍ᴰᵁᴱ ‍diligence. @federalsintel]

refusal was a rarity when it came to abandonment, choosing the easier route; obey, rather than restraint, unmoving in defiance. fingers tighten, grip intending to wrench so mi forwards, capture an embrace alex had been deprived —

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— for alex to keep going, but when that space was acquainted, mechanical hands fell to her sides, fingers curling inwards towards her palms.

⠀⠀ “ i'm not on anyone's side anymore, ” she replied, shifting her gaze down to the shards of broken glass, watching as the liquid —

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— realized she didn't need it. chromed digits lifted, cupping that familiar, beautiful face with a gentleness she didn't need to force. “ i'm not leaving... ”

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alex was a weapon, forged differently, crafted in physical strength and reflexes honed, and she moved faster than so mi could have anticipated. the echoing sound of broken glass reached her ears before she realized what was happening, and by the time thought and reaction met, —

[𝓭ignity ‍&͟. ‍ᴰᵁᴱ ‍diligence. @federalsintel]

mental thought ravaged imagination the closer song approached, nearly adjoined when gratitude was expressed. initial reaction being acceptance, but physical retort came before so mi's final appreciative profession sounded.

resounding shatter —

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— touch brought about was the sensation of pressure and nothing more.

⠀⠀ “ alex, ” name was spoken out of confusion, longing lacing the single word. burnished optics searched that face, those tears, for an answer that made sense, but the longer she looked, the more she —