@clovisbraythefirst speaks with seraph-1
yellow optics measure up the frame across from her carefully. she’s newly awoken as of this week and still in the early gauntlet of routine tests and checks to see if everything’s in working order. she shouldn’t remember anyone or anything-- or so she’s been told.
and yet...
he’s familiar. the mannerisms, the way he writes, the way he talks to her-- it feels like a memory even though she shouldn’t have any. is it a mistake? a fault in her systems? seraph continues her range of motion test as she begins to speak, each word treading carefully.
“I’m not sure... but... perhaps a friend. Or a supervisor. I’ve seen you take notes like this before, I’m sure of it.”








