( 4 considers the offers, including the offer to continue to suffer. he doesn't have the sense of humor of his soon to be successor, nor of the likely most successful version of the cloned image yet. what he has brought to the table for all of this is his uncanny strength in being able to handle certain machinery and tests that previous models could not withstand. one of them died barely out of his metaphorical test tube. not that it works quite like that.
annoyance flickers through him though it doesn't show on his face.
yet he knows pointing out he signed a contract with peil and not with medicine pocket won't mean much to them.
another minute or two passes before he finally lifts his head again, hand falling emptily to his side. red and white light glitters across his skin, like the body he inhabits might implode like a star if given the chance; maybe one day he will. to siphon the permet from him, well, if 4 could read the other's mind he would tell him he was sure it could be done if only because it was infused into him in the first place. but that was a long process. he has the grim and humorless amused thought: would it kill him faster to remove the thing killing him anyway?
food for thought.
head still throbbing like a caution, he replies with mild softness, as if everything is normal, )
I'm not sure what limit you mean. Or what 'learn personally' means.
( the green of 4's eyes seems, when he shifts the angle of his head slightly, almost lanced with gold. )
no subject
annoyance flickers through him though it doesn't show on his face.
yet he knows pointing out he signed a contract with peil and not with medicine pocket won't mean much to them.
another minute or two passes before he finally lifts his head again, hand falling emptily to his side. red and white light glitters across his skin, like the body he inhabits might implode like a star if given the chance; maybe one day he will. to siphon the permet from him, well, if 4 could read the other's mind he would tell him he was sure it could be done if only because it was infused into him in the first place. but that was a long process. he has the grim and humorless amused thought: would it kill him faster to remove the thing killing him anyway?
food for thought.
head still throbbing like a caution, he replies with mild softness, as if everything is normal, )
I'm not sure what limit you mean. Or what 'learn personally' means.
( the green of 4's eyes seems, when he shifts the angle of his head slightly, almost lanced with gold. )