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twinnedfates:

His attention had been caught by the stranger walking beside him. A glance being given during her self introduction. Her information wasn’t exactly correct. Him, a hunter? It was already clear he wasn’t good enough, and he’d already devoted himself to engineering. 

It was the one thing he was good at.

“Yeah, that’s me. But uh, not really. i’m already an engineer.”

There’s a brief frown, before a sheepish smile. Ah, so she’d gotten it wrong then? Perhaps that was his original plan--or she’d just heard a false rumor to begin with.

“Ahaha, I see. I must’ve heard wrong then.” A beat. “I’m sure you’re good at it, if you’re X’s kid.”

Sure, human genetics didn’t really apply to reploids, but the sentiment was there nonetheless.

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@twinnedfates

It wasn’t a secret that X and Zero had kids; in fact, it was very well known by almost everyone on base, and Nebula was no exception. She’d never interacted with any of them, but she figured she would eventually.

This would apparently be that time.

She recognized the unit walking beside her as one of their boys--was it Eren? No, it was spelled differently...

“Aerin, right?” She asked, putting on a smile. “I’m Nebula, a navigator. I hear you want to be a Hunter?”

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A sigh left Nebula’s lips as she finally reached the break room. She was lucky that her job didn’t require physical activity, but talking someone through a difficult situation still exhausted her. 

There was a vending machine by the couch full of various beverages. There were energy supplements, as well as regular drinks for those who simply wanted to taste something. She decided that she wanted some cold juice, and wearily brought herself over to the machine, pulling out her wallet. 

Another person walked into the room just as she reached it, and she turned towards the sound of the door opening. It was a young-looking reploid, one she hadn’t talked to.

She’d seen her around, of course, but hadn’t ever seen the need to interact with her. Her hands worked the vending machine as she spoke, her eyes traveling back to the task at hand momentarily.

“Do you want something, hun?” Her drink was ejected, and she grabbed it before cracking it open and taking a sip. Then she gives the other a smile. “I’ve seen you around before. What’s your name?”

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