Entity Found: a-simple-defect
It seems he had been caught out after all. Well… there was no doubt trying to tell her other wise. “Alright, fine! Ya’ got me! I’m a defective turret! Ya’ happy? For once, I’d like to be treated normally! Not constantly judged ‘cause of mistake I had no control over! It ain’t easy bein’ defective y’know!”
Dee was actually making sense now. It was almost as if he was expressing human emotion. He didn’t even acknowledge her shoot down of his flirting. His coding seemed to have kicked him into overdrive. His shutters clamping shut over his optic.
“It’s just unfair! It seems like it’s my fault the assembly line screwed up! And instead of fixin’ it, they just send me to the incinerator! Like… how is that even fair?”
“Why do you not just accept the fact instead of brooding over your differences?” The rocket turret’s facial expression returned to its relaxed, blank expression, despite her voice echoing sympathy. “You are different than the others, is that not a good thing in its own right?”
She sat down, crossing her legs with her back still straight as a board, and looked at the defective other.
“I often muse over what it would be like if I was not bound to protocol the way I am. I thought being an escaped defective was like an extra level of freedom.”
