[ 2B inclines her head as 9S speaks. If she'd noticed the way his eyes had lingered over her chest, she makes no show of it. Part of her wonders why she isn't terribly averse to being trapped in a small space with 9S and no other means of outside communication. Part of her knows damn well why. ]
We were careless. I should have been more thorough in my sweep of the area. [ She admits, knowing full well that that means nothing now. ] We should regroup and prepare for the worst. [ 2B's eyes ghost over the new magazine's open face, stopping for a moment as 9S walks out to examine the hole in the ceiling. Kneeling, she lifts the edge of the magazine in much the same way she had done with the other one, taking in the sight of the woman fucking herself with some sort of silicone implement.
Curiously, 2B begins to flip through the pages. Majority of the images in the spreads are of women in various stages of undress, their lower orifices stuffed full with any number of things. The image is faded, but 2B swears she saw a woman with a lit candle poking out of her anus. She's been aroused before, of course; usually in the heat of combat, auxiliary lubrication systems had activated between her thighs, a function of a bygone era. There'd been a time when androids had tried to make themselves more human, and as such, they'd developed newer models with secondary sex characteristics and functions similar to those of the reproductive system in humans. Even so, 2B can't ever recall making faces like the women in this magazine.
As she continues to flip through the (now crumbling) pages of the magazine, 2B quietly speaks. ] I suppose you have more time to scan and analyze this more thoroughly, but stay vigilant.
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We were careless. I should have been more thorough in my sweep of the area. [ She admits, knowing full well that that means nothing now. ] We should regroup and prepare for the worst. [ 2B's eyes ghost over the new magazine's open face, stopping for a moment as 9S walks out to examine the hole in the ceiling. Kneeling, she lifts the edge of the magazine in much the same way she had done with the other one, taking in the sight of the woman fucking herself with some sort of silicone implement.
Curiously, 2B begins to flip through the pages. Majority of the images in the spreads are of women in various stages of undress, their lower orifices stuffed full with any number of things. The image is faded, but 2B swears she saw a woman with a lit candle poking out of her anus. She's been aroused before, of course; usually in the heat of combat, auxiliary lubrication systems had activated between her thighs, a function of a bygone era. There'd been a time when androids had tried to make themselves more human, and as such, they'd developed newer models with secondary sex characteristics and functions similar to those of the reproductive system in humans. Even so, 2B can't ever recall making faces like the women in this magazine.
As she continues to flip through the (now crumbling) pages of the magazine, 2B quietly speaks. ] I suppose you have more time to scan and analyze this more thoroughly, but stay vigilant.