[ 2B forces herself to move, but something within her makes her stay put. It's likely the selfsame function that's disabling her NFCS functionality, leaving her sluggish and unable to materialize her weapons. As 9S looms over her, she raises her gaze to his face, that diabolical flash of red causing something cold and terrified to course through her circuits.
At his next statement, she gives away nothing. She's never been afraid of 9S before. Not until now. He's always been gentle and kind, talkative and a little bit awkward, but mostly well-meaning. 2B knows that he would never do anything to hurt her, but now she isn't so sure.
She struggles to move away as he drops his weight down onto her, tensing as his hands slowly begin to travel up the sides of her body. There's something almost tender about the movement, and some treacherous part of her feels a sense of anticipation towards it. The air leaves her lungs as he roughly slams her to the ground by pinning her wrists, causing her vision to fragment and a harsh cry to leave her lips.
When she feels his mouth moves against her neck, she wants to scream. She bucks and pushes against him, but to no avail. When he speaks, she stills, her strength leaving her at the sound of his words. ]
I would hope you never have to understand the way that feels, [ She responds, her voice thick. In spite of herself, she cranes her neck, allowing him easier access to kiss its side or tear out her jugular vein. Honestly, she'd expect both at this point. When 2B speaks again, her eyes slide shut. ]
I was supposed to die. A2 was supposed to keep you safe. With me gone... I'd think her job would have been a bit easier. [ 2B scoffs, but she's stopped fighting. Her body responds to 9S being close in spite of itself, her wiring not immune to the way it seems to surge to life in its presence, practically singing as it sends impulses along the surfaces of the skin that his lips touch. ]
... Do it, then. You're long overdue for payback. This... is how it should end. [ 2B's voice is still thick, and a deep, pervading sense of resignation begins to well in her chest. Tears well in her eyes and fall down the sides of her face, and in spite of everything... she smiles.
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At his next statement, she gives away nothing. She's never been afraid of 9S before. Not until now. He's always been gentle and kind, talkative and a little bit awkward, but mostly well-meaning. 2B knows that he would never do anything to hurt her, but now she isn't so sure.
She struggles to move away as he drops his weight down onto her, tensing as his hands slowly begin to travel up the sides of her body. There's something almost tender about the movement, and some treacherous part of her feels a sense of anticipation towards it. The air leaves her lungs as he roughly slams her to the ground by pinning her wrists, causing her vision to fragment and a harsh cry to leave her lips.
When she feels his mouth moves against her neck, she wants to scream. She bucks and pushes against him, but to no avail. When he speaks, she stills, her strength leaving her at the sound of his words. ]
I would hope you never have to understand the way that feels, [ She responds, her voice thick. In spite of herself, she cranes her neck, allowing him easier access to kiss its side or tear out her jugular vein. Honestly, she'd expect both at this point. When 2B speaks again, her eyes slide shut. ]
I was supposed to die. A2 was supposed to keep you safe. With me gone... I'd think her job would have been a bit easier. [ 2B scoffs, but she's stopped fighting. Her body responds to 9S being close in spite of itself, her wiring not immune to the way it seems to surge to life in its presence, practically singing as it sends impulses along the surfaces of the skin that his lips touch. ]
... Do it, then. You're long overdue for payback. This... is how it should end. [ 2B's voice is still thick, and a deep, pervading sense of resignation begins to well in her chest. Tears well in her eyes and fall down the sides of her face, and in spite of everything... she smiles.
Pure light. That's what 9S is to her, even now. ]