Her Masterpiece (Ruan Mei X F.OC)

In What Way

(IMPORTANT INFORMATION!!!!... First day 2.3 came out when I wrote this part and I got Ruan Mie under 45 pulls >:3... I passed on Fu Xuan to be sure I got enough jades to pull for my lady T^T)

(There is two chapters I look sooo forward to write that I am sorry but I must tell, one of them will come sooner then the other, A Luofu arc, Blade committing a huge huge mistake in the eyes of Nihl and she'll be damned if she lets him walk it off. And then another scene would be this. I might not have been clear but Nihl is not considered an emanator or a self-annihilator in the sense Acheron is and so I'd quite like those two meeting because even if in some way they might be similar they are greatly different.)

"It is nothing bad, I'll be fine."

"You bleed, you no fine."

Nihl had never heard her creator talk in such a stupid way, like she lost her literacy and ability to express herself intellectually but she didn't bring it up. Nihl would just assume it was emotion linked as most things she can't reason out, that anything someone does that's illogical are emotion related.

She had wanted to leave the crime scene left full of antimatter legion dust, new fragmentum crystals and destroyed material to get herself checked up but a certain creator didn't see it in a good light.

"You could have dodged that, uselessly injuring yourself is not something you should do." Ruan Mei chastised... Was this really the one quality she inherited from her ? Her annoying ability of letting herself be hurt? Seriously? "Back with the swarm too, you'd have took that blast if my failed copy hadn't disintegrated." Well no... There is something else she took from her but Ruan Mei will hope that it never comes to that.

"I thought over my options and this was the best choice."

Still Ruan Mei didn't like her creation hurt... Even if her own inner voice kept constantly nagging her that she was the one to leave her here and cause this. the this being all the injuries she was aware and wasn't of, those she could see on her pale skin or those she got since Ruan Mei arrived here.

And those were the visible marks, just what had Herta done and Nihl agreed to that they haven't mentioned to her?

Just what? What else had happened here?

...

She stayed here too long, she knows it.

She doesn't like getting attached to people that's for certain and with what Ruan Mei knows and Nihl didn't... It just made it worse, so much worse.

Each day it was a fight to not just leave like she did last time but this unfeeling creation of hers and what she heard...

Let's be frank... She's fucked.

Chasing those thoughts away as she put a little pretty knot on the ends of the bandage to hold them together. Taking a few steps back with a pleased nod, Nihl just sitting motionless in the chair.

"Best choice or not, an injury can compromise future needs for that limb or body part." Logic, appeal to logic Ruan Mei since emotions are a no go. "Has no previous injury ever been a set back?"

"Can be but pain can be worked through." Ruan Mei had turned to put away the medical kit she had taken apart for the bandages, no research can be done if the tools are put away badly and that is true for much of the rest of the living world too.

"And it can also cause trouble that can't be worked through. Even if well cleaned and taken care of, even then you could lose an arm or your life through unexpected complications."

Nihl tilting her head in a semblance of curiosity that felt like mockery from a woman with no feelings, But logic does dictate looking for answers.

"Just try to be a bit more interested in self preservation."

"As you wish, I'll try to minimize damage." She stood up, with a flick of her wrist swiping the hair momentarily out of her face but letting it fall into its usual place. "I'll be on my way if you are done with me, creator."

"About that." Locking the kit and pushing it away from her, turning her head to be able to glance back at Nihl. 

"Yes?"

"Do call me Ruan mei, I assume you and Herta kept the silence of your creation from the others. Bothersome enough that they know of the critters now because of that girl but that can't be helped. I just wish more important things wouldn't be found out." Heh... This is so her... Escaping behind excuses and lies to get her way because she too, despite having feelings, is shit at expressing them... If Nihl had wanted her identity known she wouldn't have stood in her way... She just had this feeling... That it could be dangerous... Dangerous for Nihl... A feeling she didn't like.

And usually she expressed herself through deserts (completely forgot that in true lore Ruan Mei's expression of love/care/whatever is giving things, often sweets.) but how would she do that with someone lacking taste? Simple. No way. So she was stuck stumbling around in darkness having no idea what to do while at the same time reminding herself she's not her and trying to not run away again.
Tough is the life of a genius without answers.

"Understood."

"And one last thing." Will she... Does she dare ask this?

"Yes?" Nihl asked at the door, hand over the control panel.

"I guess two things actually." Come on, deep breath, you're a genius so you can do it, this is your fucking creation, your doing. "We both know I made you, come to me if you are hurt, I might have tried to make her." The her whispered to the point Nihl didn't hear it. "But you are not exactly a normal human being, I assume you haven't gotten hurt to the point of that coming up... And... I might need your help in the future so be sure Herta knows I might be taking you."

"Understood." Nihl nodded and turned to the door, hand hovering back to the control panel.

...

Staring at it.

...

"Ruan Mei?" She had no trouble doing as told, not feeling emotions dictate her to hesitance.

"Hmm?"

Logic is built on knowledge but what Nihl might not realize, despite what has been told to her time and time again, is that despite lacking emotions, she has a way of expressing some of them in the Nihl-way.

Wordlessly walking over and reaching out, only her middle finger long enough from this distance to ghost down her creators arm to try to find an answer to a question, her ever touchy self.

"Hmm... Indeed." Looking at her hand as she looked at it like it would give her the answer. "I am different, I know that, I failed in what I was meant to be and what I am lacks what makes a human a human... But... In what way?"