[ It seems that the night continues to crawl away devastatingly slow. While 9S' resolve is set in place by the company of 2B, he can't help that persistent feeling of dread and fear of the unknown. He can't be certain if this will work, if he'll succeed, and that's only because this goes completely against his purpose and programming. But when 9S reminds himself that the truth is there, that there is something better with 2B and him far away from YoRHa? There's no arguing it.
Replacing the IDs of their replacements is an easy feat, a simple hacking procedure that leads to changing the main identity settings and registration work in their favor. 9S assigns the designation IDs of himself and 2B upon the deactivated, fried android corpses. And when the deed is done, he unceremoniously stands and begins to disrobe.
The rest of it's mechanical. 9S may feel a slight tinge of embarrassment to be nude outside of this situation, but it seems that his stone-cold resolve has taken a front seat. He removes his clothing to its entirety, down to his boots, placing every last part that covers him onto the dead body. Working a detail of destroying his clothes in random places takes little to no time at all, and he stands back to observe their handiwork with a heavy sigh. ]
Well, no turning back now.
[ The fear kicks back in, though he doesn't outwardly show it. Once 2B has began to busy herself with making use of the curtains, he turns to face her. ]
I'll start with me first. Keep watch as a precaution. I don't know if this might fire off a beacon in the Bunker. Might... Be a while.
[ And he might not make it out of this. Nor her. 9S tries to keep his resolve in place as he takes one last look at her, because he can't be sure how this will end. The fact that 2B has such undying faith in him keeps him standing as tall as he can, lips pressed in a fine line. ]
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Replacing the IDs of their replacements is an easy feat, a simple hacking procedure that leads to changing the main identity settings and registration work in their favor. 9S assigns the designation IDs of himself and 2B upon the deactivated, fried android corpses. And when the deed is done, he unceremoniously stands and begins to disrobe.
The rest of it's mechanical. 9S may feel a slight tinge of embarrassment to be nude outside of this situation, but it seems that his stone-cold resolve has taken a front seat. He removes his clothing to its entirety, down to his boots, placing every last part that covers him onto the dead body. Working a detail of destroying his clothes in random places takes little to no time at all, and he stands back to observe their handiwork with a heavy sigh. ]
Well, no turning back now.
[ The fear kicks back in, though he doesn't outwardly show it. Once 2B has began to busy herself with making use of the curtains, he turns to face her. ]
I'll start with me first. Keep watch as a precaution. I don't know if this might fire off a beacon in the Bunker. Might... Be a while.
[ And he might not make it out of this. Nor her. 9S tries to keep his resolve in place as he takes one last look at her, because he can't be sure how this will end. The fact that 2B has such undying faith in him keeps him standing as tall as he can, lips pressed in a fine line. ]
If it doesn't work...
[ I'm sorry. ]