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"But I can help you!" she insisted. "Do you need engineers? New parts? I can get you anything you want. Just tell me and I'll get it. Please.." She reached her arm out to him again. "I want to help you, Landon. You'll always be my friend and I'll always care for you. I can't help it."
"Shojo. We don't need help. This universe is falling apart, Its our fate."
Archer stammered to answer the first question. Frowning as Peter showed him his arms. “I… I don’t understand? These what? Your arms? All humans have at least two.” he tried to joke.
"The Scars! They are all over my body!" Peter rolled up his sleeves suddenly realizing Archer couldn’t see them "Why do i have them?"
Archer could only shrug his shoulders, still stammering. “I don’t know.”
Peter looked sad and looked down at his arms “Alright. I am out of questions.”
"Then sit and drink your tea." He pushed the cup closer.
Peter took the cup and stared at it for a long second before taking a sip “Thank you…”
"Your welcome." Archer coughed, crossing his arms over his chest and waited for him to calm.
He took a deep breath and looked at archer "How to i get home? should i go home? I feel like i shouldn't leave you."
The woman, no longer white of skin, her hair dyed a different, lighter blue than it once was, the taint of blue matter gone from her body, walked through into the old, broken universe, timidly. She glanced around to see the place she once had so many good memories in. It hurt her soul to even think about it. But, the portal was open, so she would go through. Soon she stumbled upon a man, tilting her head, "M-Michael?"
Michael tilted his head at the woman.
"Hello?" he asked plainly. His wings twitched "Steph? is that you? The twins are gone and i don’t believe they’ll come back"
"OK so what should we do to fix it?"
"I’m working on it. Hopefully I’ll just need to rewire somethings. Shouldn’t be too difficult."
"Well do you need me to to do anything?" The spine asked
Too distracted by Landon, Shojo finally took in the state of the manor. She remembered these halls. What happened to them? Her lip trembled as she turned back to face him, so confused and distraught. "But clearly you all need help. Why won't you let me try?" she asked, struggling to not reach out for him and let him have some space. "I can hire people to fix the manor. You can live with me while they rebuild it."
The spine clenched his jaw and glared down at her "Shojo that isn't how this works."
Archer stammered to answer the first question. Frowning as Peter showed him his arms. “I… I don’t understand? These what? Your arms? All humans have at least two.” he tried to joke.
"The Scars! They are all over my body!" Peter rolled up his sleeves suddenly realizing Archer couldn’t see them "Why do i have them?"
Archer could only shrug his shoulders, still stammering. “I don’t know.”
Peter looked sad and looked down at his arms “Alright. I am out of questions.”
"Then sit and drink your tea." He pushed the cup closer.
Peter took the cup and stared at it for a long second before taking a sip "Thank you..."
The woman, no longer white of skin, her hair dyed a different, lighter blue than it once was, the taint of blue matter gone from her body, walked through into the old, broken universe, timidly. She glanced around to see the place she once had so many good memories in. It hurt her soul to even think about it. But, the portal was open, so she would go through. Soon she stumbled upon a man, tilting her head, "M-Michael?"
Michael tilted his head at the woman.
"Hello?" he asked plainly. His wings twitched "Steph? is that you? The twins are gone and i don’t believe they’ll come back"
"This is by far the strangest universe I’ve even seen. And I’ve been in the murder bot verses. Dated one of them for a while. Maybe not the best idea to date a mass murderer now that I think about it." A small chuckle.
The spine smiled “Man i remember when i was in love with Shojo. I don’t need love now.”
"Love is a pain in the ass, really. I’m gonna chase after it hopelessly, but if you can go without, good on ya."
"Well it isn’t all its cracked up to be. being in love"
"Really isn’t. But I am drawn to the idea of snuggles and hand holding and talking about feelings. And sex. I guess. But really you don’t need love for that."
"Yes those things are nice. But I think I get attached too quickly." His hand became suddenly very interesting.
"Guess so. And it is a probalem with your socket, by the way. Not the eye. At least as far as I can see." she huffed, continuing to work on him.
"OK so what should we do to fix it?"
( i am working on responses. but i don't want to have the spine go off on Shojo because he wants too)
Archer stammered to answer the first question. Frowning as Peter showed him his arms. “I… I don’t understand? These what? Your arms? All humans have at least two.” he tried to joke.
"The Scars! They are all over my body!" Peter rolled up his sleeves suddenly realizing Archer couldn’t see them "Why do i have them?"
Archer could only shrug his shoulders, still stammering. “I don’t know.”
Peter looked sad and looked down at his arms "Alright. I am out of questions."
The woman, no longer white of skin, her hair dyed a different, lighter blue than it once was, the taint of blue matter gone from her body, walked through into the old, broken universe, timidly. She glanced around to see the place she once had so many good memories in. It hurt her soul to even think about it. But, the portal was open, so she would go through. Soon she stumbled upon a man, tilting her head, "M-Michael?"
Michael tilted his head at the woman.
"Hello?" he asked plainly. His wings twitched "Steph? is that you? The twins are gone and i don’t believe they’ll come back"
"This is by far the strangest universe I’ve even seen. And I’ve been in the murder bot verses. Dated one of them for a while. Maybe not the best idea to date a mass murderer now that I think about it." A small chuckle.
The spine smiled “Man i remember when i was in love with Shojo. I don’t need love now.”
"Love is a pain in the ass, really. I’m gonna chase after it hopelessly, but if you can go without, good on ya."
"Well it isn’t all its cracked up to be. being in love"
"Really isn’t. But I am drawn to the idea of snuggles and hand holding and talking about feelings. And sex. I guess. But really you don’t need love for that."
"Yes those things are nice. But I think I get attached too quickly." His hand became suddenly very interesting.
Peter relaxed a bit. He took his hands from his hair and looked for a seat. “I-i’m not thirsty.” He said softly.
"It’s more to help calm your nerves than anything." Archer said with a smile. He pulled out his desk chair, waving…
Peter sat down. “What? Demons dont exist.”
Archer coughed, clearing his throat. “Well by that logic neither do Angels. So how do you explain Michael?”
"He…" Peter stared at the floor, confused "I don’t know. Didn’t he always…" he faded off and returned his gaze to Archer "Where do i know you from
At the question Archer blushed. “We were dating… uh… it started out with a magic forcing us together, but then we um… well… we stayed in touch.”
"What happened when we stayed in touch?" Peter asked, he scratched his arms then looked like he remembered something. He showed Archer his arms "THESE! Do you know where i got these? Michael never answered my questions."
Archer stammered to answer the first question. Frowning as Peter showed him his arms. “I… I don’t understand? These what? Your arms? All humans have at least two.” he tried to joke.
"The Scars! They are all over my body!" Peter rolled up his sleeves suddenly realizing Archer couldn't see them "Why do i have them?"
The woman, no longer white of skin, her hair dyed a different, lighter blue than it once was, the taint of blue matter gone from her body, walked through into the old, broken universe, timidly. She glanced around to see the place she once had so many good memories in. It hurt her soul to even think about it. But, the portal was open, so she would go through. Soon she stumbled upon a man, tilting her head, "M-Michael?"
Michael tilted his head at the woman.
"Hello?" he asked plainly. His wings twitched "Steph? is that you? The twins are gone and i don’t believe they’ll come back"
"This is by far the strangest universe I’ve even seen. And I’ve been in the murder bot verses. Dated one of them for a while. Maybe not the best idea to date a mass murderer now that I think about it." A small chuckle.
The spine smiled “Man i remember when i was in love with Shojo. I don’t need love now.”
"Love is a pain in the ass, really. I’m gonna chase after it hopelessly, but if you can go without, good on ya."
"Well it isn't all its cracked up to be. being in love"
Peter relaxed a bit. He took his hands from his hair and looked for a seat. “I-i’m not thirsty.” He said softly.
"It’s more to help calm your nerves than anything." Archer said with a smile. He pulled out his desk chair, waving…
Peter sat down. “What? Demons dont exist.”
Archer coughed, clearing his throat. “Well by that logic neither do Angels. So how do you explain Michael?”
"He…" Peter stared at the floor, confused "I don’t know. Didn’t he always…" he faded off and returned his gaze to Archer "Where do i know you from
At the question Archer blushed. “We were dating… uh… it started out with a magic forcing us together, but then we um… well… we stayed in touch.”
"What happened when we stayed in touch?" Peter asked, he scratched his arms then looked like he remembered something. He showed Archer his arms "THESE! Do you know where i got these? Michael never answered my questions."
Peter relaxed a bit. He took his hands from his hair and looked for a seat. “I-i’m not thirsty.” He said softly.
"It’s more to help calm your nerves than anything." Archer said with a smile. He pulled out his desk chair, waving…
Peter sat down. “What? Demons dont exist.”
Archer coughed, clearing his throat. “Well by that logic neither do Angels. So how do you explain Michael?”
"He..." Peter stared at the floor, confused "I don't know. Didn't he always..." he faded off and returned his gaze to Archer "Where do i know you from
The woman, no longer white of skin, her hair dyed a different, lighter blue than it once was, the taint of blue matter gone from her body, walked through into the old, broken universe, timidly. She glanced around to see the place she once had so many good memories in. It hurt her soul to even think about it. But, the portal was open, so she would go through. Soon she stumbled upon a man, tilting her head, "M-Michael?"
Michael tilted his head at the woman.
"Hello?" he asked plainly. His wings twitched "Steph? is that you? The twins are gone and i don’t believe they’ll come back"
"This is by far the strangest universe I’ve even seen. And I’ve been in the murder bot verses. Dated one of them for a while. Maybe not the best idea to date a mass murderer now that I think about it." A small chuckle.
The spine smiled "Man i remember when i was in love with Shojo. I don't need love now."
"Casualties??" Shojo whimpered, already on the verge of tears. Nothing's changed with her. "Landon, are.. are you alright? Do you need any help?" She tried to get close to him again, wanting nothing more than to comfort him.
"I am fine. Its just this world is falling apart. Did you even look at this manor? Its caving in on itself. " He took a few more steps back "don't come near me."
The woman, no longer white of skin, her hair dyed a different, lighter blue than it once was, the taint of blue matter gone from her body, walked through into the old, broken universe, timidly. She glanced around to see the place she once had so many good memories in. It hurt her soul to even think about it. But, the portal was open, so she would go through. Soon she stumbled upon a man, tilting her head, "M-Michael?"
Michael tilted his head at the woman.
"Hello?" he asked plainly. His wings twitched "Steph? is that you? The twins are gone and i don’t believe they’ll come back"
The spine hummed approval and sat still in his chair. “did the Walters fail or…”
"No, they’re still thriving. But I was just done with living in the manor will a bunch of other people who are doing the same thing. Guy offered me a basic pay, lets me keep most of the money I make, and gives me my own workshop. Have to pay rent for an apartment, but its worth it."
"That seems nice." The spine stared off to a corner of the room and let a puff of steam escape his lips "Rabbit wanted to leave as soon as he got his torso back."
"I almost forgot you guys used to be just legs. Don’t think I even actually saw that." A small chuckle as she worked carefully on the eye.
"Yeah that was a weird time. I wassnt always part of this universe, you know." The spine watched her carefully "I was on my own for a long time before this universe popped up and I had a place to go"
Peter relaxed a bit. He took his hands from his hair and looked for a seat. “I-i’m not thirsty.” He said softly.
"It’s more to help calm your nerves than anything." Archer said with a smile. He pulled out his desk chair, waving...
Peter sat down. "What? Demons dont exist."
