Otto:
"So what are you?" Ryan asked. Sitting across from me on the floor. Cody leaned against the wall. It was just the three of us home.
"I-I'd rather not say." I admitted.
"Rather me go first?" The blue haired man spoke.
"S-sure," I stuttered out. He flicked his hand. His eyes glossed black for a second, then back to normal as he began to manipulate water in his hands. He was able to make it out of nothing. He had it wrap around his hand, to then go around Ryan, around his wings, then manipulated in the shape of a cat. Having it run over to me.
I smiled down at it before he flipped it back into a ball and brought it to himself. Putting his hands on it. He closed down and it was gone. With no trace of it even being there. "Woah," I applauded.
"What about you kid?" He asked.
"Well uh-" I paused. "I have these," I told, pulling my beanie off to show my ears. My tail twitched but I refuse to let anyone see it. They both looked at my ears.
"Your an inu?" Ryan asked.
"Well- yes- and I can talk to and I guess 'control' animals," I told.
"Is that how you know Pistol?" Cody asked.
"Well- She came to me, and I just started talking to her, and she always came back," I told.
"She's a really good kit,"
"I fully agree." I nodded quickly.
"Pistol is scary," Ryan whined.
"That's cause you have wings." Cody told. Ryan only pouted. "Is Pistol the only one you talk to?"
"No," I shook my head. "I know a deer named Angel, shes really sweet," I explained.
"That's cute," Ryan smiled. I nodded.
"I just- haven't seen her in a while and i'm getting worried,"
"I'm sure its fine," Cody told.
"Yeah, Probably," I sighed.
"Can you show?"
"Show what?" I asked putting my beanie back on.
"Your animal thing?" Ryan asked.
"Maybe some other time," I spoke slowly, "I-I don't want to get in trouble for leaving or anything," Ryan gave me a soft look.
"You went to a clinic? Didn't you ?" Ryan asked.
"I-" I paused. "Y-yeah," I told shyly.
"Can I ask what for?"
"I've been in foster homes all my life and- being what I am- I have no reason to live and all-" I paused. How did he get me to just say that?
"There's more isn't there?" Ryan asked.
"Anytime I would do anything, it'd either do it wrong or not enough. I could never please an owner." I told rubbing my arm shyly. "They'd do things to me I guess, and I didn't know but I was told those things where abuse." I kept my head down. "All the kids at the care where afraid of me, and all the kids at school bullied me, I guess. Pistol is my only friend after I attempted and tried to become normal I guess."
"Become normal?" Cody asked. I took off my beanie again. Touching my ears until I came to a certain spot, moving my hair to show where I tried to cut off my ears. "Otto-"
"You can't do that, please." Ryan asked. I put my beanie on.
"What does it matter though? People only want me so they can do what they want. That's what they do with everything." I shook my head.
"Not everyone." Ryan told.
"Everyone here is too soft to hurt a fly. And if Awsten and Geoff couldn't handle a kid we wouldn't have let them. And because the two of us aren't normal, we can help you." Cody told.
"You don't want to do that," I shook my head.
"That's my choice," Ryan told moving his wings to wrap around me. I laid my head on him. "And I choose to protect you,"
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The coding is correct. I know it is. I'm so close. So so close. I just need to help him appear more human, run a few more trials and he is one again. Lets take a quick test. Just to make sure. I walked over to the desk, pressing a few points on him.
He jumped up into a sit. The deviation process was immediate. There was fear in his clean eye. The other you can't tell emotions. "Easy," I spoke slowly. Fixing my glasses. He looked around the room quickly then his eyes settled on me.
"who- who are you?" He asked trying to move away from me but his body wasn't fully awake yet.
"My name is-"
"Dallon?" He asked. I looked up to him kinda puzzled.
"How do you?"
"Dallon Weekes," He spoke slowly. Looking over me.
"You say that like it explains everything," I furrowed my eyebrows.
"You don't recognize me?" he asked before looking down. "oh right, I was switched."
"'Switched'?" I asked.
"When we got in the car accident? Me and you where coming home from the- event. Science event of some sort. I know that, I just can't remember what it was for. You survived but I didn't exactly. My conscious was still okay but my body was- basically destroyed. They declared me dead at the hospital but I wasn't. They put my mind in this- thing-" He spoke looking down at his robotic body. "Then I was created fully as an android and was sold to this uh- Ronnie? Ronnie Radke?" He questioned. "I don't know what happened after that. Its bits and pieces but he got upset and I got scrapped. Then here now," He explained. I was almost in tears.
"Ryan?" I asked. He nodded. Blue hair falling in his face.
"It's me," He told. I jumped over, wrapping my arms around him. I didn't exactly care that he wasn't fully built yet. I've been moraning him for about 10 years. I felt him glitch then put his arms around me. "I missed you," He mumbled.
"I've missed you too," I told softly.
"Ronnie told me you died in the accident."
"I clearly didn't. I'm completely real," I explained with a small smile.
"You better be real, I've waited so long to see you, I don't want to go any longer without you,"
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We Need To Talk - Gawsten [probably]
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