Log01.entry

[ugh_emotions]

Who: SecUnit, Charles, and eventually other people depending on how things go lots of other people, everyone join in
What: SecUnit checks up Charles, no one has a good time
When: Just before the start of the Story
Where: The stacks
Content warnings: SecUnit getting accidentally bricked

Every time SecUnit or one of its drones caught sight of Charles, he seemed to look even more dead than the last time.

Which was weird. He was already dead (which was also weird), surely he couldn't get any more dead. You were either dead or you weren't.

Whatever. It wasn't SecUnit's problem. Charles wasn't one of its humans. It didn't need to worry about him.

(It worried about him.)

Eventually though, it gets to the point where it can't ignore it anymore, and it stomps over to where Charles is in the Stacks.

"What's wrong with you?" it demands.

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[ugh_emotions]

"I don't need medical treatment," it says, now starting to sound...annoyed.

It watches her through the drone, tense, as she leans on the door. She had better not be about to fucking try to break through it. Ugh. Why couldn't she just leave it alone?

[lightsgift]

Cinthe may be helpful, but she can take a hint. She's an outsider here, and whatever this is, well...she doesn't know.

Yes, she could break the door down, far more easily than her delicate frame would suggest. But that's extreme, for a situation where someone just wishes to be left alone.

"I'll leave you, then." Sigh. No shower. "Kind regards, in any case."

The words are kind enough, spoken quietly but loud enough to carry through the door. Then she straightens from the door, leaving it as it is and turning to leave with a slightly disappointed droop of tail.

[ugh_emotions]

It watches her leave. Once she's out of its drone's sight, it finally relaxes a little.

(SecUnit won't ever admit this. But it does appreciate her giving it space, and not trying to make it interact.)