“Where are you going? It’s not safe out there!”
Firefly looked down at Deckerd with a frown, "Well it's going to get any safer with me standing in here."
She turns her gaze through the slits in the lockdowned windows, there was danger out there, specific danger that was threatening to all cybernetic life, but was here specifically for her--more specifically, her spark.
"Don't worry about me, Deckerd. I have a very good track record of staying alive. I haven't died once."












