//Alura and Oliver’s relationship: Angrily sensual (??)
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//Alura and Oliver’s relationship: Angrily sensual (??)
“You know, under the circumstances, I think this isn’t such a bad impromptu New Year’s party.” [ - maledictiion ] maybe a human verse? :0
“Yeah! All we need to make it an actual party is alcohol and Nigel to turn off the shitty Christmas music.”
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Admittedly, he felt a little guilty for being so quick to judge. The other android--Oliver Wheatley-- seemed nice enough. Certainly a lot more pleasant than most first interactions he’s had. Quite frankly, Mallory had grown to expect some form of ill will with every interaction.
Well, that’s what he gets for being the only construct in the whole facility who didn’t have a specified purpose.
“ It’s, ah, nice to meet you, Oliver, ”
Mallory cracked a small, albeit strained smile. He kept his arms at his side and made no move to offer a handshake. As much as he knew that would have shown his lack of hostility, perhaps a closer look at the unsightly patches of missing synthetic skin wouldn’t prove to be pleasant.
“ I don’t think I’ve seen you before either. In all honesty, I haven’t been going out of my way to meet the others as well...I’m sorry if I seemed hostile. ”
@maledictiion
"Who, uh, who are you, exactly?" Oliver seemed curious more than anything- there were so many denizens of Aperture that he'd never even seen before, much less spoken to. With all of the awful things that had gone on, the so-called 'intelligence dampening' android clearly hadn't had much time to make new friends. [ - maledictiion ]
Grey optics narrow ever so slightly in suspicion. Other constructs typically didn’t approach him with good intentions in mind, so he can’t help but feel some apprehension towards the stranger.
He’s silent for a few moments as he attempts to read Oliver, but his features ultimately soften just a little.
“ …Name’s Mallory. A-Although most just call me…Glitchy, ” The android responds slowly in a heavily mechanical, accented voice, “ Why, who’s asking? ”
"Y'know, I heard that comment you made earlier. About wanting my voicebox removed. Rude." [ - maledictiion ]
“Cockney accents are very uncommon and equally grating to one’s ears when the setting is in the middle of Michigan. Which is in the United States.”
that thread eventually
Oliver: you keep using that word and subtly putting emphasis on it do you think i don't notice
Virgil: i can't hear you over how much i'm jerking it to these tests
Oliver: what
Virgil: what
closed | big mistakey
@maledictiion
“Before we get out of here, I think I should give this thing a test drive, it... it feels pretty good, yeah?”
He looks at his hands, reaching back to pat at the wires connected to his back. It was painful as hell, but now that he’s in this thing..
“No wonder She hated having to get taken out..”
is this going to be like one of those communities where there’s like 5 versions of the same character, all unique and doing shenanigans, except this time two go by the same alias and virgil is in the corner conflicted about which one he’s gayer for