Communication

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'чσur ѕhívєríng αgαín' Shadow stated.
But it was true. Lilith was shivering.
"Just tired...." She replied talking to herself once more.
'αrє чσu thínkíng σf hím? mєrcurч? thє dírєctσr tσ-'
"Fuck the director!" Lilith snapped looking at the small black hologram.
'чσur nσt prσgrαmєd tσ ѕαч thαt'
"I'm function to kill... To have no feeling or emotion... What do you expect Shadow...."
'чσu αrє α hígh tєch ѕчnthєtíc humαn. чσur вuílt tσ вє α ѕupєr ѕσldíєr. tσ kíll αnd mσvє σn. ѕuck ít up'
"Why do you care... You are an A.I. Will you just do your job. Keep me alive and shut up!?"
'hm... míхєr nєєdѕ tσ clєαn чσur mєmσrч. ѕєєmѕ αѕ íf чσu fínαllч lσѕt ít lítkαn.'
"Enough!" Lilith yelled holding her head. "Shut! Down! NOW!"
Shadow sighed disappearing.
Lilith herself was indeed breaking down on the inside. The black blood running threw her body seemed to boil and burn. She was thinking to much.
Standing up tall she went to the training room. She would relieve her stress by fighting. Taking her visor off she ran a hand over it. Her red hair falling down out of her messy bun. She quietly put it down as she began to fix her bun stretching.
"You training?"  A male asked walking in quietly staring at her.
Lilith turned around to see North with a male and female behind him.
"Mind if we help?" He asked
"Oh um...." Lilith started. "I mean.... Ya sure." She whispered.
"This is Agent Kansas, and Agent York." North stated.
"Agent Louisiana, call me Lilith." Was all Lilith replied with putting her visor back on.
"Are we just doing hand to hand?" Kansas asked.
"Whatever floats your boat kiddo."
"So you and North, against me and Kenna." York asked.
"Kenna?" Lilith asked confused.
"I prefer Kenna instead of Kansas." She replied
"Oh... Okay." She replied looking at her.
North placed a hand on Lilith's shoulder. "Relax. It's a simple hand to hand combat." He replied.
Lilith just nodded. "Actually.. I think i'll pass.." She mumbled. "I need to talk to the Director anyways."
"You.. Sure?"
"Ya." She replied walking off putting her helmet back on. "Besides... You know what i am..." She whispered. "A fake.."

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