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inspirethefire) wrote2013-10-08 12:33 am
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VOICE MAIL
"This is Hajime Tanaka. I'm sorry to have missed you. Leave a message. Call for me if necessary!"
((Voice mail or texts. His phone is deliberately cheap and low-tech; he doesn't do e-mail, and generally prefers face-to-face whenever possible.))
((Voice mail or texts. His phone is deliberately cheap and low-tech; he doesn't do e-mail, and generally prefers face-to-face whenever possible.))
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[The reploid's expression had not changed, but there was a tired air of acceptance to the fact. It was a guilt so old, it had stained him to the core.
Hajime saw the memory just as clearly as Zero did. Simply by existing, the technology in his body was at the center of an unending cycle of bloodshed. For all his skill and accomplishments, he really didn't think much of himself. Pretty hard to have pride in yourself when death was basically your legacy.
His will... Zero shook his head. There was nothing that special about it.]
With the right means, any reploid can be completely overtaken, against our will. It can make us even more vulnerable than humans, despite our bodies.
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Looking at the guilt that buzzed through Zero's heart, a dread soaked into Hajime's own.
For a couple of minutes, Hajime fell silent while Zero worked. If this was true, he ought not to have been too surprised. He'd seen how dangerous Zero could be well before his recent respect. So, why didn't it feel quite right?
Billions of lives is just too much for him to process, in the end. What he knows is what he's seen.]
Eggman overtook you. But you still came back to yourself, in time. For all the blood in your past... you're protecting us, now.
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Why Zero even bothered mentioning it at all was a bit of a surprise to himself, too. But he recognized the spark of mistrust in Kiyotaka's eyes when his student realized his dark origins. Maybe a part of him was morbidly curious what Hajime would think of him now.
Well. There was nothing to be done about it, regardless. Zero sealed the knee plates back up as he dryly remarked:]
And I still have a knack for picking up stray pacifists, it seems.
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Zero scared him, in a lot of ways. Probably not as many as he should. Still, all he'd seen of the reploid, directly before him and amongst the people he cared about, had been in defending what was right.
Hajime twisted his leg slightly, testing the knee. It was a nigh imperceptible shift, at this stage, but it was better.]
You need some balancing out, after all.
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Satisfied enough with his work for now, however, he gathered up his tools and stood up.]
Speaking from experience... balance goes both ways. That's what makes for a strong partnership.
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Hajime sat up as best he could, with his ribbon-plugs set in.]
Zero, how... old are you...?
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I suppose... around three hundred, technically.
[Mind you, this was including all the time he spent in stasis, which was well over a hundred years on its own already.]
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So these bodies are... pretty durable.
[In the worst case scenario... well. With a life that long, a person was bound to leave an impact, one way or another.]