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{NOTE: THIS IS A SIDE BLOG FOR A-DREAMING-MACHINE }A Fallout RP blog for an unfinished android roaming the wastelands. [Fallout 3, NV, & 4 mainly. Please read rules and about pages]

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Looking For Freedom {Elizabeth & Charles}

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The hall was clear but voices could be heard mainly a woman's voice, her tone was strict and firm as if she was punishing a disobedient child.

" I don't like it Charles, this is not a hospital. And you most of all should know the danger of bringing her here. Specially from what you describe, she's a runaway."

" I was careful Mima, no one followed no one knows." Charles replied trying to put the woman's worried mind at rest.

" If you're sure... But the moment she is at full health again, she is out. Do you hear me Charles, out!"

Charles sighed and walked into the hall, his back toward Elizabeth as he rubbed the back of his helmet and walked to the door at the end of the hall that lead into the metro where the rest of their home was set up.

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Looking For Freedom {Elizabeth & Charles}

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Charles sat up when hearing her speak “safe… You’re safe Doll. Your in one of the metros where we have set up shop to live.” He explained.

“Somewhere you can get the rest you need to get well again… There is some soup and water on the night stand beside you if your feeling up to it.” He gesture to the tray contrasting a lit hit plate keeping the soup warm and a small pitcher of water with a glass.

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Elizabeth looked over at the soup. It smelt wonderful but she never ate a whole meal. She glanced at Charles and slowly reached for the soup and brought it close to her. She ate slowly. She knew if she ate too quickly it wouldn’t stay down, experience had taught her that. She kept glancing at Charles, afraid he would take the food away before she could finish.

When she had finished she put the bowl aside.

“Thank you, sir. I-I’ll start cleaning and cooking for you to repay you for this. I’m yours to command, sir,” she said softly and bowed her head a little. She didn’t seem happy about what she had said. She wasn’t happy about it, all this work and now she was back into someone’s debt that she had to pay off.

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“Come now Doll, I didn’t bring you here to put you to work” he commented, the tone of his voice sounding disappointed with the assumption.  “you’re not mine to command you’re your own to command. and right now I suggest on working feeling better. Looks like you have been through hell and back.”

The stood from his seat and took the empty bowl. “ Doc says keep liquids up, so lots of water. Bathroom is just across the way and uh..bin in case you need to… well in case it comes the opposite way..”  

He moved to the door and before walking out he paused and looked over to her. “ And no more ‘Sir’ Charles will do or Charley.”

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Elizabeth nodded before he left. She sat there for a long time, not knowing what to do with herself now. She didn’t really like sitting around. Granted it wasn’t something she was used to so it bothered her, even when she was exhausted there had always bee something to do. She slowly got out of the bed, being careful not to move too fast. Her stomach churned a little but it didn’t feel like she was going to be sick. Her legs were somewhat weak so she held onto things as she walked around the room. She wanted to see what kind of people they were, even if it was just hints of them. She even looked through drawers in the room she was in.

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The room was certainly only used for storage as it was mostly bare with not much to tell of the owners, a few spare clothes and loose caps was all that were in the drawers besides ruined magazines.

A few boxes laid in one corner most could be seen with wires and other electrical parts over flowing them.

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Looking For Freedom {Elizabeth & Charles}

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Charles sat up when hearing her speak “safe… You’re safe Doll. Your in one of the metros where we have set up shop to live.” He explained.

“Somewhere you can get the rest you need to get well again… There is some soup and water on the night stand beside you if your feeling up to it.” He gesture to the tray contrasting a lit hit plate keeping the soup warm and a small pitcher of water with a glass.

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Elizabeth looked over at the soup. It smelt wonderful but she never ate a whole meal. She glanced at Charles and slowly reached for the soup and brought it close to her. She ate slowly. She knew if she ate too quickly it wouldn’t stay down, experience had taught her that. She kept glancing at Charles, afraid he would take the food away before she could finish.

When she had finished she put the bowl aside.

“Thank you, sir. I-I’ll start cleaning and cooking for you to repay you for this. I’m yours to command, sir,” she said softly and bowed her head a little. She didn’t seem happy about what she had said. She wasn’t happy about it, all this work and now she was back into someone’s debt that she had to pay off.

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“Come now Doll, I didn’t bring you here to put you to work” he commented, the tone of his voice sounding disappointed with the assumption.  “you’re not mine to command you’re your own to command. and right now I suggest on working feeling better. Looks like you have been through hell and back.”

The stood from his seat and took the empty bowl. “ Doc says keep liquids up, so lots of water. Bathroom is just across the way and uh..bin in case you need to... well in case it comes the opposite way..”  

He moved to the door and before walking out he paused and looked over to her. “ And no more ‘Sir’ Charles will do or Charley.”

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“ sounds like a fair deal to me. I’ll be sure to ask for the finest cup of Joe then.” He responded before standing and walking over to the counter to pay for the coffee he promised.

“here you are my dear, hopefully it is to your liking.”

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“Cup of J-” She let out a loud, snort of a laugh. She would have caught herself, but the laugh was loose like a bird finally free. She hadn’t be that outwardly expressive in a long time!

“I forget.. That coffee is called Joe.” She sipped the black coffee, for once enjoying the bitter flavors.

“This is just perfect.”

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The laugh came as a surprise to him, but a good one, what a infectious laugh she had as he now joined in. It was nice to see her break from the monotone expressions she usually showed. 

“ don’t know where the saying comes from, but I’m relieved I got you a good cup seems everywhere claims to have the best.”

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A Man Made Man {Kira & Charles}

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“My head is the only thing that is a hologram, yes. The rest of me is more or less a Gen 2 synth.”  

Ah a sense of humor as well, having the new found ‘doctor’ be so relaxed and joking along with him was charming. Nice to be treated like a human, could almost make him forget he wasn’t. Well if it wasn’t the everything about him screamed he wasn’t that is.  He nodded to her next question only to pause in mid nod, the expression switching on his face of those of realizing he had forgotten something. He shook his ‘head’ oh how foolish of him to forget, oh well he could always make a note of it later. 

“ there are a few and I actually have made copies of my schematics  so you can know exactly what they are, where and how to bypass…I just forgot to bring them with me this trip. I’ll have to stop by later with them.” An almost embarrassed smile became fixed on his face. “As for things that need to be fixed it is mainly my chest I like to keep up and functional at any cost seeing as that is where all of well. . I’m stored. Otherwise it will just be common wasteland roughing up.”

He listened to her small speech how funny to here of humans being  the rejected, though the news of Brotherhood had no ill effect on his view of her. “Seems like us outcast need to stick together. Ah, I remember them from DC, did some good there. Hell there was I time I liked them, can’t say much from them now seems like the Brotherhood has gotten a severe case of sticks up the rear if you ask me. So your past with them isn’t a bother at all Miss Kira, if anything I feel a little relieved if there is one thing they have always been good at it’s tech. Good to know I’m in capable hands and not ‘winging it’ like usual.” 

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Kira’s deft hand scribbled away at this newly made file merely titled, ‘Charles’. She made a point to look up at him every so often as he spoke, though her hand never ceased it’s writing. Taking all the notes she could as fast as she could. She’d hate to keep him longer than intended, regardless of how fond she already was of him. Hopefully it wouldn’t become an issue, being friends with her patients does help keep trust and bonds, but it also can be a reliability when you’re only human. And when your friends are laying dying in front of you on a table, sometimes you aren’t in the right mindset. 

Though she was quite sure it wouldn’t become an issue. It hadn’t yet so far, and she did not plan on starting to screw up things like that any time soon. It was best to treat them and go. She thought back on a time where she’d pretty much have tea with some of her patients when they had the time for it. But recently, her patient list got longer and longer, and it seemed she had less and less time for idle chatter and tea breaks.

“Oh I see.” She smiles and nods before pushing up her glasses, “Yes, I’d love to have a copy of those on hand for your file that I can pull out for any procedures you might need. I’ll do my best to study them as well. Anything you think could be relevant for me, I’d appreciate having a copy of. Just in case.” Kira states, “You can feel free to come by any time to drop something off or buy supplies or if you’re in need of my services at any time. The store hours in the window aren’t very…. accurate.” She giggles slightly, “You’ll find I’m actually a bit lazy so I hate early mornings. But my patients are always welcome to swing by on day’s we’re ‘closed’ or after hours. In the middle of the night is fine if it’s an emergency. I usually don’t have anyone around…. but I sleep like the dead. So you may have to bang on the window to stir me awake a bit I’m afraid. I would also ask you refrain from the early mornings more so than late evenings. I tend to be….. grouchy. More or less. I hear it’s off putting.” Again, she giggles a bit. “Just drop in and I’ll make the time.”

Kira then nodded happily, “Yeah, I really think so too. If we don’t stick together, then what the hell do we really have you know? The chapter that was in D.C. seemed to have good intentions, unfortunately, I think the Brotherhood chapter here has lost sight of what is really important. That and the entire book on ethics…” She sighed a bit finishing up the notes she was writing. “I’m glad it does not bother you. Some it does, but some, like you, have decided trained Brotherhood hands couldn’t be any worse than non-Brotherhood untrained hands. Clever way of thinking if I do say so myself.” She smiles softly once again, “I think that’s all I’ll need from you note wise besides those schematics whenever you can get them to me. Unless there are some other things you’d like to add Charles.”

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Charles nodded to her small information of times, making a mental note of it. Something that sound more than doable. “I’ll be sure to only get into trouble at reasonable times then.” he chuckled make the pixels that made up his face flicker between hues with the face movement. 

“ I’m not an early riser myself, I’ll try my best not to disturb you till after ten a.m. But it is good to know you have flexible hours since life is not always the kindest to us out here.”  

“think nothing of it, I’ve had the alternative. Don’t get me wrong there are some smart and talented people out there and knack for machines saved my bolts more than once, but they are not always easy to find.” He commented before getting up out of his seat. The hologram slowly flickering out groups of pixels at a time till none remained, he placed his helmet back on. “but I believe that is all, I’ll be sure to bring the schematics to you soon. I’ll leave you to your work. It’s been more than a pleasure meeting you.”

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Charles gave a light chuckle, “ sneaky, I’ve been compared more to a megaphone” he shook his head at the thought. 

“ But I insist on paying Doc and I won’t take no as an answer.” It was just something he always did, whether by design or something he picked up along the way, the more gentleman trait stuck with him. 

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Katherine pursed her lip and bit her gums lightly, mentally grumbling at his resistance. He was too charming to get in a debate over payments… Or maybe she was just too tired to push.

“I’ll cover breakfast tomorrow, if you’d like to go out for another bite then. And I think I’m going to have to be adamant about that coffee. I’ll let you choose where we can eat, though.”

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“ sounds like a fair deal to me. I’ll be sure to ask for the finest cup of Joe then.” He responded before standing and walking over to the counter to pay for the coffee he promised.

“here you are my dear, hopefully it is to your liking.”

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Looking For Freedom {Elizabeth & Charles}

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Charles sat up when hearing her speak “safe… You’re safe Doll. Your in one of the metros where we have set up shop to live.” He explained.

“Somewhere you can get the rest you need to get well again… There is some soup and water on the night stand beside you if your feeling up to it.” He gesture to the tray contrasting a lit hit plate keeping the soup warm and a small pitcher of water with a glass.

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Elizabeth looked over at the soup. It smelt wonderful but she never ate a whole meal. She glanced at Charles and slowly reached for the soup and brought it close to her. She ate slowly. She knew if she ate too quickly it wouldn’t stay down, experience had taught her that. She kept glancing at Charles, afraid he would take the food away before she could finish.

When she had finished she put the bowl aside.

“Thank you, sir. I-I’ll start cleaning and cooking for you to repay you for this. I’m yours to command, sir,” she said softly and bowed her head a little. She didn’t seem happy about what she had said. She wasn’t happy about it, all this work and now she was back into someone’s debt that she had to pay off.

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" think nothing of it Doll, and no debt needed.." he spoke dismissing her offer.

" Frankly I got in trouble for even bringing you here. My...uh..... Mother isn't one for company. I'll have to get you over to the nearest settlement when you have recovered more." Charles explained standing up and stretched the small clicking noise made as he did.

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"good morning"

Put “Good Morning” in my inbox for my muse’s reaction to waking up in bed with yours with no memory of the night before

‘Waking’ with no recollection of the night before not exactly uncommon for the synth both from some possible loose wiring and something liked to refer to as 'a drinkings man problems with none of the fun’.

What was unusual was the company, to sense the lovely lady’s arm resting lazily over his chest was a rather pleasant surprise, after all it’s not like he had to worry if they had done anything to risque in nature.

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// I need to do more with Charles...

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one day someone is gonna be like, “I love you” And I feel like the only thing I’ll manage to say is “what the fuck”

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Rogue Bot by Ari Targownik 

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Looking For Freedom {Elizabeth & Charles}

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Charles sat up when hearing her speak “safe… You’re safe Doll. Your in one of the metros where we have set up shop to live.” He explained.

“Somewhere you can get the rest you need to get well again… There is some soup and water on the night stand beside you if your feeling up to it.” He gesture to the tray contrasting a lit hit plate keeping the soup warm and a small pitcher of water with a glass.

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