“Well if it ain’t little Idea, walking into ya brings back memories, whaccha doing around here?” The reaper said under his breath, rubbing his head softly. He knew this little mass of data and AI, it was none other then Lambda’s Idea Engine, taking the form of some female. “Can’t say you’ll remember me, we didn’t talk much.”
|Little...? I don't believe I'm that small...| She mutters in reply, before then speaking in a normal tone. |Without an owner to take care of, I haven't had much to do. Wandering around is in fact a good way to waste time. I've found some amazing places.| And by amazing Idea meant better places to sleep than a tree. |Your tone does feel familiar, and I can easily tell you're not one of the Ragnas to avoid. I can't tell you that I've never met you, but I wouldn't be able to remember which Ragna you are.| The Engine fell quiet for a couple moments, wondering if she should apologize. |Which one are you, again?|












