[ 9S manages a sigh to 2B's rebuttal, taking the time to gaze at his new magazine he'd taken. The cover is rather gratuitous-- Another woman, this one far bustier than the last. Her genitals look... Surprisingly different. He had known that each body was unique in its own way, but the flesh between her legs seems tighter. Colored differently, though that could be due to the deterioration of the pages. ]
That isn't my fault. I was merely programmed to be as observant as-- Ah!!
[ The room begins to collapse, 2B shoving him to the ground successfully. 9S is forced on his back, the body of his partner sheltering him from the debris and rubble that begin to fall around them. All he's able to manage is the tilt of his head to watch the change of their environment, to witness where each piece falls so he can quickly plan a route of escape. ]
[ 2B's Pod is quick to analyze that such a plan won't work immediately. Judging by the way things have settled with the rain still coming down hard, it's not wrong. ]
Crap. I knew this would happen, but I figured this location had a bit more time than the others. The building seemed much more stable.
[ He sighs, turning his head, and he suddenly halts when he realizes that his face is barely an inch from her breasts. 9S' eyes widen behind his visor, lips parted as he exhales a very quiet sound of surprise. He... It's not like he hadn't paid attention to her shape before, but given what he just got done looking at? His attention is a bit... Hyper-focused on specific content. ]
[ The culprit of that has landed on the ground, opened to an equally brutal set of images of a woman rather passionately penetrating herself with a large, phallic object. He hasn't looked at it yet. ]
U-Um...
[ 2B retracts, allowing him to slowly sit up. The sound he makes is directed at her, but he creates a cover to make it sound like he's pondering. ]
Pod's not wrong. We're closed in. We could use some of that pile-up in the corner to climb out, but it looks like the rain is destroying what little support the rusted metal bars had to begin with.
[ God, his face is so hot. His temperature hasn't adjusted at all, and it seems to keep slowly rising. 9S rubs at the back of his neck as he stands, slowly sauntering over to look up through the hole above them. ]
Given the general behavior of the weather here, I'd give it about an hour or two before this lets up. Damn.
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That isn't my fault. I was merely programmed to be as observant as-- Ah!!
[ The room begins to collapse, 2B shoving him to the ground successfully. 9S is forced on his back, the body of his partner sheltering him from the debris and rubble that begin to fall around them. All he's able to manage is the tilt of his head to watch the change of their environment, to witness where each piece falls so he can quickly plan a route of escape. ]
[ 2B's Pod is quick to analyze that such a plan won't work immediately. Judging by the way things have settled with the rain still coming down hard, it's not wrong. ]
Crap. I knew this would happen, but I figured this location had a bit more time than the others. The building seemed much more stable.
[ He sighs, turning his head, and he suddenly halts when he realizes that his face is barely an inch from her breasts. 9S' eyes widen behind his visor, lips parted as he exhales a very quiet sound of surprise. He... It's not like he hadn't paid attention to her shape before, but given what he just got done looking at? His attention is a bit... Hyper-focused on specific content. ]
[ The culprit of that has landed on the ground, opened to an equally brutal set of images of a woman rather passionately penetrating herself with a large, phallic object. He hasn't looked at it yet. ]
U-Um...
[ 2B retracts, allowing him to slowly sit up. The sound he makes is directed at her, but he creates a cover to make it sound like he's pondering. ]
Pod's not wrong. We're closed in. We could use some of that pile-up in the corner to climb out, but it looks like the rain is destroying what little support the rusted metal bars had to begin with.
[ God, his face is so hot. His temperature hasn't adjusted at all, and it seems to keep slowly rising. 9S rubs at the back of his neck as he stands, slowly sauntering over to look up through the hole above them. ]
Given the general behavior of the weather here, I'd give it about an hour or two before this lets up. Damn.