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Post by 13 on Apr 20, 2015 13:10:07 GMT -6
The tiny little Android cocked an eyebrow as he began to approach her, wondering about this stranger. Was he oblivious, stupid? Or was he brave? She had yet to decide. Even as she was thinking, he seemed to hesitate, his gaze meeting hers once more as he asked permission to approach her. That was a first… Nobody ever asked a slave for permission. Her Lord made sure that she knew never to say no. If somebody thrust their hand against her, she was to accept it, and accept it gracefully. Both brows rose and she tilted her head, watching him as he continued his approach and offered her his tail.
It looked real, most assuredly, and she wasn’t certain how he could fake the stereotypical tail of a Saiyan without being… just like her. She felt certain he was not an Android, and out of curiosity, she reached out a delicate, long-fingered hand and gave the soft fur of his tail a gentle stroke.
At first, she was focused solely on the tail and whether or not it was organic. It seemed real in her hand, full of fur, muscle, bone. It could move, and she had watched as he had scratched his head idly with it. He had complete control of it, and it seemed integrated into him, just like a Saiyan’s tail would be. She was about to comment about it, to ask him what all he remembered – if anything – as she tilted her head upwards. Then, rather suddenly, she gasped and dropped his tail, pushing her exposed back into the rough trunk of the tree.
When she had looked at him only moments before, his hair was an elegant, well-aged silver, framing his face. Suddenly, he had almost-green hair, the same shade as hers, and seemed oblivious to the change. “The hell??” she demanded, narrowing her eyes as she tried to figure out what it was she was witnessing. What was going on here? “What ARE you?”
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Post by Rai Sudeki on Apr 20, 2015 16:53:16 GMT -6
Angel jumped back at her reaction he didn't know what had just happened. He had no idea that his hair had changed in color. What happened?! he thought to himself. What did I do? D-did I do something wrong? As these thoughts flowed through his head the color change started to go down his tail as well. Then he saw what she was freaked about.
"Whoa. I-I don't know what happened. This is just another way that I have changed. I don't know how it happens!"
Angel himself was really shocked and didn't know what to do. He was freaking out pretty bad himself. His hair was a different color for crying out loud?! What in the hell was going on?! He looked at 13 with just as much confusion in his eyes as she had in hers. Though his eyes also had a little bit of a panic he obviously didn't know what was happening or how to deal with it.
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Post by 13 on Apr 20, 2015 17:05:02 GMT -6
Despite his confusion, the tiny Android couldn’t help but feel a sense of nearly overwhelming curiosity. He did not seem to know any more about his strange abilities than she did, and she had to remind herself that he had amnesia. “You… really don’t know?” she murmured, beginning to gather her long, thin legs under herself. In one fluid motion, and rather suddenly, the Android was standing, her head tilting to one side in a tumble of beautiful, teal colored hair.
A hand reached up, lightly brushing locks of his hair aside. It felt real, and looked just as it had looked moments before… Only, it was now the same green-blue color as her own. She twisted a lock around her finger, bringing it closer to her face, and murmured a soft, “Curiouser and curiouser….”
She was immediately slipping through all of her database, trying to figure out what might have caused him to mimic the tail of a Saiyan as well as her own teal hair. She was easily able to recognize that the cloning was based on touch, as his hair had changed after she had come in contact with him for the first time. However, that did not explain why.
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Post by Rai Sudeki on Apr 20, 2015 20:29:31 GMT -6
Angel shook his head, and lowered his head sadly. He honestly didn't know... Was something happening to him or was he just unique. He had no answers.
"I wish I could say I've always been like this, that would at least make me feel better. But to be honest I have no idea. I don't know if it's something I could always have done or if its just been since I woke up?"
Angel thought for a moment as 13 touched his hair he didn't mind it she wasn't trying to do any harm by it, and he could understand her wanting to investigate it. As he thought though it came to him. Could something have happened to him?
"Do... do you think that the reason I have amnesia is because someone did something to me?"
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Post by 13 on Apr 20, 2015 20:59:32 GMT -6
A sadness touched her green eyes as she released his lock of hair, still the same unique teal that she was well known for back on her Lord’s property. She tilted her head to the opposite side as she contemplated his question, recalling all the information she had on amnesia. While it wasn’t a particularly extensive library, it seemed to be more than what this poor stranger knew. “I do not know,” she admitted honestly. “I would hope that nothing happened… Sir Angel, may I test a theory?”
13 did not wait for him to respond as she reached one hand out, her curiosity brimming. She could easily recall the heavy fuzziness that burned through her head for days after her transformation. The doctors and the family she served promised her that it would go away, but at times, it was difficult for her to remember the face of her birth mother. That was a generic, common side effect for Androids, she was told.
Fingers danced along his shoulder, her circuits beginning to power up just beneath the surface of her skin. Her ability was often used for healing purposes, as she connected with the electricity in the body to spark reaction, but in that moment, she was testing for something else entirely. Other Androids would spark beneath her fingers and return her shock with an automatic shock of their own, the circuits recognizing the blast and reacting to the static. However, beneath his skin was something else entirely.
Beneath his skin was muscle, and beneath the muscle was bone. He wasn’t an Android, like her, so the amnesia was not the same that she had experienced. If somebody had caused it, which seemed to be a fear of this poor individual, it wasn’t during the soul-stealing process that made her what she was. “Hmm.” A soft utterance as she withdrew her hand, returning her gaze to his face. “Interesting.”
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Post by Rai Sudeki on Apr 20, 2015 22:04:58 GMT -6
"Huh?"
Was the only response he would be able to utter before being shocked... literally. Then there was a ZAP and his should tingled something fierce which made him yelp and jump backwards.
"Owie!"
He would say rubbing his shoulder.
"What... What was that?"
He asked her shocked... literally... Hah.
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Post by 13 on Apr 20, 2015 22:14:41 GMT -6
She couldn’t help the soft chuckle at his response, her fingers rising to cover to quiet, tinkling sound that fell from her lips. Even if he had his memory intact, he most likely would not have come across many Androids in his lifetime, and most could not manipulate electricity in the same way she could. “I was making sure you weren’t an Android,” she murmured softly, stepping back to allow him space. After all, she had just shocked the poor fellow.
“During the transformation from human to Android, they become amnesiac. While it would not have explained your… hair…” She motioned with one hand towards his suddenly-teal hair, “It might have explained why you can’t remember anything.” The girl shrugged her thin shoulders and continued to try to piece the puzzle together.
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Post by Rai Sudeki on Apr 20, 2015 23:09:06 GMT -6
Android? He had heard of them before but he hadn't ever met one. Though he was under the impression they were rare.
"Wait... you were checking to see if I was an android? How were you able to check that, and how do you know so much about them?"
He watched the girl curiously unsure of what she was now. Or how she seemed so knowledgeable of these things. What all has she been through? What made her this way? But her secrets were hers... He really had no place in asking her. But that didn't mean the want to know wasn't there. Oh he wanted to ask but... for now at least he would hold his tongue at bay and let her be as she wished.
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Post by 13 on Apr 21, 2015 0:00:35 GMT -6
As he asked his questions, a slow smile crossed her lips. Some days, it was difficult to remember that she still looked like a little girl, barely eighteen, and completely human. Some days, she forgot that she did not look her age, that her circuitry was all carefully hidden beneath a layer of organic looking, and feeling, skin. Nobody knew just by looking at her that she was a robot, an Android, enslaved eternally to her Lord and his family.
“I know a lot about races,” she murmured. “Where I live, there is an extensive library. I take advantage of that, and a lot of the books I have read detail and describe the races in our… grand universe.” She motioned with one hand towards the world all around them. “I can tell you about almost any race. Except for one that mimics appearance perfectly.”
Her smile faded into sadness as she contemplated that fact. Angel was still practically a stranger to her and yet she felt compelled to help him. He was lost, just like she was when her Lorde took her away from her family. She wanted to be there for him if she could, but even her database was useless. “I’m sorry…”
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Post by Rai Sudeki on Apr 21, 2015 0:27:10 GMT -6
Angel nodded, that made since. Books are full of knowledge just waiting to be tapped into, however it was impressive to find a youth these days that still enjoyed reading. However she was still unable to tell him anything about who or what he was, how depressing. Sigh.
"Oh well its ok, I appreciate you trying to help me out though. It's really kind of you."
He smiled at her trying to make her feel better it wasn't her place to feel upset for his issues. Though something else popped into his head and he was unable to prevent himself from asking.
"How did you do that? The whole shocky thing earlier?"
He knew Ki manifested in different ways but this was the first time he had ever seen someone use it in the form of electricity. Could anybody do that or was it a specific thing that she had? It was definitely curious to say the least.
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Post by 13 on Apr 21, 2015 0:34:12 GMT -6
Should she admit to what she was? It was a secret she often kept close to her heart, hiding it away from wandering eyes. He seemed innocent enough but how well did she actually know him? She had yet to even give him her name, and while her name exposed quite a bit more about herself than her race, it was still something she found less damaging. People did not expect much from her so long as they thought her to be a harmless little human, even if that human was the pet to a far more powerful, wicked man.
Still, she smiled at him. He was sweet to her and that was something she was not used to. Most people did not bother to treat her with any sort of kindness or care. She was just a domestic servant, used however they felt fit in that moment. He did not see her as a slave… Of course, he was not given that information. She knew she was manipulating him, but she did so in hopes that he would understand when, or really if, he ever found out her secrets.
“It’s a specialty of mine,” she said, still guarding herself against his onslaught of seemingly innocent questions. “I have a special relationship with electricity.” She raised her hand and, to prove a point, allowed sparks to jump between the circuits in her fingertips. He would see it like tiny lightning bolts, dancing between her fingers, before she closed her fist and sent it back through the rest of her mechanical body.
She tried to relax as she decided what might be safe to tell him and what she should keep to herself. “Earlier, it was just a light static shock. Nothing harmful or dangerous. There shouldn’t be any lasting effects.” She offered him a reassuring smile, hoping he would not ask the proper questions… She had a bad habit of answering when the right question was asked.
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Post by Rai Sudeki on Apr 21, 2015 0:59:25 GMT -6
He listened to explanation and nodded, ok so it was Ki related. Interesting. Guess Ki can be manifested in many more ways than he first thought.
"Cool, ya know I can use my Ki in a unique way as well. For instance."
He channeled his Ki and got to his full PL which would cause a decent build up in pressure before he separated it into two halves forcing out one of the haves to form a complete duplicate of himself standing right beside him. Essentially having a clone stand right next to him, identical in every way including movement.
"This is what I can do."
"I can use my Ki to separate myself into two separate bodies.
"Sometimes even a third if I so choose.
"Who knows I could probably make even more copies of myself but that would take considerable more training."
They would both stare at her for a moment before they spoke again.
"Also I should add its not just parts of the body I can copy.
"I apparently also have the ability to copy abilities I see.
And as if to prove a point both of them would hold out their hands to each other and both would channel lightning between the two of them. Electricity flowing in between their hands and around their bodies before the both put their arms down and the energy subsided. Slinking back into their bodies. Then as an after thought he figure he should probably be less intimidating and he reached out and reabsorbed the other half back into his body.
"So...? Whatcha think?"
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Post by 13 on Apr 21, 2015 11:35:04 GMT -6
His almost childlike excitement brought a smile to her face. It seemed he wanted to show off for a pretty girl and let her see what he could do, even if he did not understand what she was trying to tell him, subtly. She knew what Ki was, and what it did, but she also knew that Androids did not have Ki. They lost their spirituality and control of spirit whenever they lost their humanity. It was a sore, sad topic for her, but she did not speak up about it as she waited, feeling his pressure and power almost like a physical wave through her.
She was expecting something magnificent and area-wide. She was preparing for her Lord to notice the surge and whatever Angel was going to do and coming running to see who was pestering his precious little slave girl. Yet, instead of a show of brute strength, he simply mirrored himself. He seemed to split apart with a sickening noise that made her take a step back, quickly, and stood there before her as two instead of one.
Her eyes were wide, and had her heart beat, it would have raced. She placed her hand against her chest in the mimic of an action her mother had often taken, allowing her jaw to fall slack. She did not know of many, or really any, people who could separate themselves and fight. It should have struck her curiosity, but instead, it just frightened her. She wasn’t certain how to respond. She backed up the few steps until the tree was once more at her back, and watched as the clones lifted their hands and sparked electricity between their fingers.
Even if he could mimic powers, she wondered how he managed to do it. Her control of electric fields came from her circuitry and its connection to electricity, and he obviously did not have that. She had felt his current, the way his body came alive beneath her fingers. He was not an Android. “I… see…” she murmured, softly, continuing to stare at him as he once more became a singular individual before her.
Normally, she would have felt an immature jealousy burning inside her chest. She hated to think that the one thing that made her actually special was not so special-making after all. She had little going for her, being the slave of an abusive, cruel Lord, and her control over electricity was an unexpected happenstance that she had stumbled upon. It made her more than just a slave. It made her more than just a victim. Yet, standing before him, she wasn’t as special as she had been only moments before. After all, this mirror man could mimic her powers, and did so with no memory of who or what he was.
Apparently, he was the special one.
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Post by Rai Sudeki on Apr 21, 2015 13:00:26 GMT -6
Her reaction wasn't what he was hoping for at all. Instead of impressing her or even interesting her it seem to bother her a lot. He lowered his head a bit disheartened. He was just trying to show her something he thought was cool and might even help her understand him a bit better but something was very clearly lost in translation. This upset him, he was only to trying to impress his new found friend.
"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to upset you. Please forgive me..."
He would back up away from her a bit more and lowered his head so that he was no longer even looking at her but the ground instead. This to him meant he trusted her enough to not keep his eyes on her in case she should attack. Anything he could do to prove he meant no disrespect or threat to her.
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Post by 13 on Apr 28, 2015 20:28:35 GMT -6
Despite the fact that she had come to feel something akin to affection for the man before her, she found she simply could not approach him again. The noise of him tearing himself apart continued to make her skin, or what could be considered skin, crawl. She felt almost sick to her stomach, thinking about how this strange individual, whatever he was, could mimic everything that made her special. Yet, even so, she found herself wanting to comfort him as he stood before her, looking like a scalded puppy caught chewing a slipper. He was so upset about having upset her, and the emotions she continued to feel softened at the thought. After all, people upset her constantly, and nobody ever cared that they had. The abuse she had endured at the hands of her Lord and his companions was vicious, and never once had any of them said they were sorry. He was the first one, since her childhood, to care.
The tiny girl swallowed back her jealousy, trying to force it out of her tiny frame, and continued to look upon this man before her. “Wh… What are you?” she whispered, curiously, though she knew well enough that he could not answer her questions. He was just as much a stranger to himself as to her. She tilted her head to one side and stared, hard, at him, trying to figure out what he was. If he didn’t have the answers, maybe she could find them for herself.
“Can you do that with everybody?” she asked, forcing herself to step forward. The closer she got to him, the more uncertain she was. He seemed like a kind fellow, but she worried about what he was. He could be anything, anyone, and she would never know. If he could mimic people’s actions and their appearances, could he make himself look like somebody else altogether? Was he spying on her, waiting to report back to her Lord? She felt nervousness start to creep into her mind. Paranoia. Her Lord was a cruel, heartless individual that was often simply looking for a reason to punish her, just so he could see her melting, weak, before him. It was possible that he was just an agent hoping she would slip up.
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