︎ ︎𝙰𝟸.︎

four legs and animalistic in form. “Come on. Let’s have some fun.” As expected, the [Taunt] immediately provokes a reaction. The machine’s rounded head begin to glow a searing orange, heat ripples from its chassis followed by wisps of steam hissing into the air. A2 feels her -

[ That does it. He is really asking for it now. ] Get over here, you…!

only slightly ajar, offering the faintest glimpse of what lay inside it. "Was that really it? Besides the lies, the reason you quit."

… HAH?!?!! 💢💢💢

Keep running your mouth like that and you’ll learn real quick how far you can push me before you beg me to stop— like you did just now!!! 💢

You… you’re so damn hopeless…

His surrender comes quicker than expected, and the corner of A2’s mouth rises with it almost triumphantly. As her arms fold across her chest once more, having retracted from where they were before, she then settles into the brief rush of satisfaction. “Heh, no. And you’re not -

A2’s eyes slid open again, settling on him with the faintest trace of a glare. “…Cut it out.” The words come flat, stripped of any real hostility but a small impatience.

“Do I sound like I’m messing around right now?” Ugh. Not this again. A2 immediately shuts her own eyes, turning her head away to cut the moment off before it gets any worse. “I’m serious. And stop staring at me like 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩.”

does not mean she has willingly accepted it as her fate. She has no intention of letting loneliness become the permanent outline of the life she carries forward. “If that’s what you want… fine by me.”

It is never his words that gives her answers. It is always the way he looks at her; the small changes in his eyes, the things he can’t hide, even if he tries to. A2’s face on the other hand is unchanging, eyes fixed to his for a few good minutes. “……” Four years after the -

Stands in 5’6”.

to a Scanner model. “So? Why didn’t you do it? You know I’m 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙. You know exactly what that makes me. Your chance is right here, what’s stopping you?”

take YOU back? Oh, sure. Let me just follow you so your friends can decide how they want to kill me. What kind of idiot do you take me for, huh?”

Eyes shoot open before glancing up. YoRHa… Scanner unit… 𝗔𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗲? He’s got some nerve to approach. Does he not know who she is? “Don’t care. Go bother someone else.”