Hanna sits up in bed after waking up from a dead sleep to a strange noise in the living room. Normally she wouldn't worry about it given Clancy's numerous drones that share the same space but this sounded like the back door being opened...at 4 in the morning. None of the other drones seem to be stirring or threat calling so she's less scared to scoot her way out of bed, sliding out of her spot next to Clancy who sleeps unaware. She swipes one of his jackets from the hook on the wall next to the bedroom door on her way out. She slowly creeps out along the long hallway of the old manufactured home, pulling on Clancy's jacket as she goes. She peaks her head around the corner that leads into the kitchen and the back sliding patio door. The door is open ever so slightly and there's sounds of footsteps on the gravel just outside the door. Just as she's carefully and cautiously creeping towards the door a pair of bright red optics suddenly appear within the dark right outside the glass. Hanna gasps and jumps a little bit but quickly calms when she recognizes the height those optics sit at
Hanna: "...Brick?...is that you? you startled me!"
Her voice sits at low but audible whisper as she pushes the sliding back door open a little more to lean out
Brick: "go back to bed...it's early"
Hanna: "I would love to go back to bed but I can't do that until I know what is your doing up so early"
Brick: "don't worry about it...it's....Brick stuff"
Hanna: "Brick....Don't pull that 'i'm just a machine' crap on me, it's an insult to my intelligence. Your capable of emotion and you have every right to feel the things you do....why are you out here pacing?"
Brick: "....I can't....sleep....well I slept about 2 hours or so but I had a nightmare and...now i'm out here....trying to walk it off..."
Hanna: ".....why don't we both take a walk?"
Hanna steps all the way out of the home and closes the sliding glass door behind her
Brick: "you don't have any shoes!"
Hanna: "Brick I grew up as a feral child on an onion farm. I didn't have shoes until I was 5 years old"
Hanna motioned for Brick to follow her as she took a few steps towards the direction Brick always heads when he does his little property perimeter sweeps. Brick follows along shoving his hands in the pockets of his camo printed faded jacket.
Hanna: "Do you want to talk about it?...."
Brick: ".....can you handle it?"
Hanna: "pretty sure I can"
Brick let out a long exhausted sigh
Brick: "I was a bet drone...a drone that fights for money. I used to be out of my mind aggressive on raw meat....something drones should NEVER be aloud to eat. It made me a jack-ass, made me mean....made me kill"
Hanna only listened to Brick's explanation. She'd never known of Brick's past, Clancy had lied to her and said he'd come from a bricklaying company that went under, and that was how he ended up with the name Brick. Seems he was trying to cover up his oil soaked past of gore so she wouldn't be so scared of him.
Brick: "I have oil and lives on my hands Hanna....I did horrible things for money....and sometimes little shreds and bits of that life come flooding back to me when I sleep...I wake up and I look around at everyone...Ford....Cricket....Wally....Reuben....Blu...and I think to myself 'someone like you should never be in with these blemishless bots'....does that make sense?"
Hanna simply stares at the grass passing in front of her as they stroll along for a bit before looking over to Brick
Hanna: "you were handed a life no one would want...seeing the way Vlad reacted after getting into that turkey roast I don't believe you even knew what you were doing during that time. Clancy told me meat does something to a drones brain, something horrible and they no longer fully understand what they are doing....it wasn't you Brick...."
Brick: ".....your not scared of me are you?.....now that you know?"
Hanna: "Brick i've seen you MELT when RoadHouse gives you ONE little kiss on the cheek. Your an amazingly smart and loving man Brick, you make Clancy proud and you protect the business! are those the actions of someone with less than stellar morals and thoughts? I don't think so"
Brick: "......thank you for walking with me..."
She smiles as she moves to bump Brick with her hip, earning a small grin and optic roll from him.
