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𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 1h

*A hum wavers between her tightly pressed lips. The orange of her visor stares at Angel for a long few seconds as she debates with herself.*

For now you have a use. A tool.

*She taps what's left of Angel's let once more, with a little more force than before.*

We're all a tool for someone else.

angel @fireofangel.bsky.social · 7h

[ the 'for now' comment makes her feel nauseous, and she has to swallow down the feeling. each tap against her flesh and metal earns a slight wince, and she quickly moves her left hand out of sight as it clenches. ]

i can. thank you for helping me again.

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 23h

- alternates a few sharp taps between flesh and metal.*

Are you capable of feeling a difference?

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 23h

I miss the old stars.

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𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 23h

- alternates a few sharp taps between flesh and metal.*

Are you capable of feeling a difference?

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 23h

*She hums through her teeth. It's a reluctant agreement. But in this instance they were... fortunately correct.*

Always.

*After a few moments of terse silence she finally withdraws, tools clenched tightly between her fingers.*

Done. For now.

*She -

angel @fireofangel.bsky.social · 1d

[ she bites down on the inside of her cheek when the pain increases, struggling to stay still as it occurs to her .. that angel fucked up. she closes her eyes, trying to not focus. ] you're right, i'm sorry.

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 3d

'Decent'?

*She presses a little too hard as her voice sharpens.*

[Apes] know nothing of greatness. You are built of weak bodies and weaker minds.

*Another succession of sharp alterations follow with less care than before.*

Soon you will crave more.

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𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 2d

a fairy riding the wind @quotes.sunder.my · 3d

The bones in your body were only created to give me the pleasure of breaking them.

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 3d

'Decent'?

*She presses a little too hard as her voice sharpens.*

[Apes] know nothing of greatness. You are built of weak bodies and weaker minds.

*Another succession of sharp alterations follow with less care than before.*

Soon you will crave more.

angel @fireofangel.bsky.social · 3d

[ there's a simple nod as she takes a peak, then immediately looks away. ] the weight isn't bad, it's pretty decent to be honest.

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 3d

Good. Together you will sing.

*She continues to mutter to herself while she operates the fibers at the end of the tool. Her Ancilla provides no aid, and while she's certain her work needs improvement she'd never admit it to the Human.*

Is the weight suitable?

*A question for future tinkering.*

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 3d

Pulling you apart will be a revelry.

Spartan Henry Roosevelt @reclaimersmight.bsky.social · 3d

Of course Jane Psychopath would have a complaint.

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 3d

Disgusting suggestion.

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 3d

Silence slows the inevitable.

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 3d

Disgusting suggestion.

Spartan Henry Roosevelt @reclaimersmight.bsky.social · 3d

They should have called the Didact, John Forerunner.

Really a missed opportunity if you ask me.

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 3d

More and more...

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 3d

Good. Together you will sing.

*She continues to mutter to herself while she operates the fibers at the end of the tool. Her Ancilla provides no aid, and while she's certain her work needs improvement she'd never admit it to the Human.*

Is the weight suitable?

*A question for future tinkering.*

angel @fireofangel.bsky.social · 3d

yes.

[ the woman says, flinching a bit at the invading sensations. but for once, it doesn't hurt. ]

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 3d

- all.*

They will sing. They will {~}. {~}.

*It is slow work, requiring minimal movement. It delights her as much as it frustrated her as she seems to ignore Angel for the most part.*

Change. Do you feel it?

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Kalius Havrius @havocstrike.bsky.social · 10d

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ᴄᴅʀ 𝚂𝚑𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚍 @cdrjohnshepard.bsky.social · 5d

Commander John Shepard, Alliance Navy.

Earthborn. War Hero. Vanguard class.

"Take heart. Look around you. You're not in this fight alone. We face our enemy together, and together we *will* defeat them!"

- Literate
- Mature themes
- Adapts to other verses in #MVRP
- NSFW plots in DMs

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𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 3d

- all.*

They will sing. They will {~}. {~}.

*It is slow work, requiring minimal movement. It delights her as much as it frustrated her as she seems to ignore Angel for the most part.*

Change. Do you feel it?

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 3d

This one learns. Unlike others...

*Amused words trail off into rambling Digon as she presses the tools to the seam. The fibers work at the inner alloy, testing and pulling nerves in a manner she's sure Ashes would abhor. She's no Lifeworker after -

angel @fireofangel.bsky.social · 3d

[ angel doesn't get to answer, simply swallows and looks away quickly. ]

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 3d

- work.*

Move and it'll hurt more.

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𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 3d

- work.*

Move and it'll hurt more.

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 3d

Poor flesh. Poor work. Poor craft...

*The grumbles seethe between her teeth.*

It isn't gone. It's right here, even after you're gone.

*Another piece of alloy slips into her other hand tipped with thin glowing fibers. She doesn't ask permission as she leans in, ready to -

angel @fireofangel.bsky.social · 4d

the feeling. [ she confesses immediately, allowing her to scan the prosthetic. ] it hurts all of the time, even though it's gone.

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 4d

- the seam.*

Response time? Sensation? Perceived weight? Some else? Something more?

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𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 4d

- the seam.*

Response time? Sensation? Perceived weight? Some else? Something more?

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 4d

You understand. Good.

*Retrieving a slither of metal from the side of her combat-skin, Spirit moves in. The alloy shifts to form what she requires, although the process is tedious.*

Where lies the issue?

*She runs a short emittance of hardlight across -

angel @fireofangel.bsky.social · 4d

[ angel only nods once as she moves closer, immediately dropping down to the ground. she carefully sits on her bottom, stretching out her leg as told. ]

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 4d

I cannot be stained more than I am. Knowledge is my [ticket] and I will not watch it burn again.

*She stops right before Angel, shoulders dipping for just a moment. At least a metre remains between the two as she turns to face her.*

By choice, or not. You will sit.

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𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 4d

Gone or not. I see your face. I lament that I cannot crush it between my hands.

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 4d

I cannot be stained more than I am. Knowledge is my [ticket] and I will not watch it burn again.

*She stops right before Angel, shoulders dipping for just a moment. At least a metre remains between the two as she turns to face her.*

By choice, or not. You will sit.

angel @fireofangel.bsky.social · 4d

[ angel's shoulders lower a bit as the tension eases when she pulls away from her, eyes following along as angel is circled. fear suddenly blooms, and she licks her lips nervously. ] there is no need for you to get yourself filthy.

[ she says quietly, hoping this discourages spirit. ]

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 4d

A filthy [ape] and its filthy hands do not mend. Time will show.

*Her lip curls with an irritable huff as she withdraws. In a, somewhat, show of restraint, she paces around Angel.*

A creator fixes their creations... before the clock expires.

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 4d

A filthy [ape] and its filthy hands do not mend. Time will show.

*Her lip curls with an irritable huff as she withdraws. In a, somewhat, show of restraint, she paces around Angel.*

A creator fixes their creations... before the clock expires.

angel @fireofangel.bsky.social · 5d

[ angel continues to stay still, briefly looking over her shoulder before going back to staring ahead. ] no, no new tests are needed. just had to get some stuff done to fix the nerves.

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 5d

*Leaning down, she rests her chin on Angel's shoulder with a wicked grin.*

'Mostly'? [Pray tell] Human, or another test may be required.

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 4d

a fairy riding the wind @quotes.sunder.my · 4d

Blade meet bone.

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 5d

*Leaning down, she rests her chin on Angel's shoulder with a wicked grin.*

'Mostly'? [Pray tell] Human, or another test may be required.

angel @fireofangel.bsky.social · 5d

[ she flinches as spirit draws closer, but doesn't move away, intent on keeping her back to her. ]

it's .. fine. mostly.

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 5d

*Creeps up closer. Still looking mildly disgusted.*

Does your gift still sing?

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 @convictsecurity.bsky.social · 5d

*Creeps up closer. Still looking mildly disgusted.*

Does your gift still sing?

angel @fireofangel.bsky.social · 5d

yes, you remain. nothing will change that.