@espiiar || Cont’d.
“coming from the sparrow, that’s rich.” she knew who she was, she simply went out of her way to make sure others did not. beyond that, she knew the consequences of her actions && happily acknowledged the chaos they wrought. it was part of the fun, even if her playfulness bordered on dangerous at times. ah, to toe a fine line of benign && destructive.
one finger swirled idly in the air, the purple hexagonal shapes of her binary interface popping up, it’s contents for her augmented eyes only as she toyed with the holographic pentagon. “we could take a nice little trip through the actions you’ve taken, see how well you’ve acknowledged them.”
Again with the nickname. She must be very proud of her accomplishments; digging through people’s lives as though reading an engaging novel. But he had nothing to hide, at least nothing she could use against him. That he was sure.
He watched with folded arms as she pulled up the hologram, unable to make out any readable texts from it. “Like I said, I am at peace with who I am and was. My actions then and now are very well acknowledged.” The cyborg spoke without missing a beat.
