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[a_shadow]

I.

I'm not asking for anyone's help making this decision, but I've got a big one that dropped in my lap, and I'm thinking about the whole process now. You know—dealing with the whole 'this is going to affect me for the rest of my life' thing.

It's not fun.

I think I know what I'm going to do, but pulling the trigger, so to speak...it sucks.

II.

[ Several minutes later, a for sale ad is sent out from Tex's network address: ]

For sale: 2 android-style robots. These are empty shells without any sort of intelligence included. 1 suit of Freelancer armor. Cobalt blue. Sniper rifle not included. Prices on these items are negotiable. Please make a reasonable offer.

Comments

[ryuuzaki]

I'm aware that it's an unfortunate situation.

What are you used to?

[Rhetorically, maybe answering this question will give her insight into why he looks mildly disgruntled every time he comes across her ex's spare body.]

[a_shadow]

It doesn't really matter, does it? That's not what I have to deal with

[ She's aware, though, that stating it outright would be an argument in favor of getting rid of Church's things. Why keep the equipment when it belonged to someone who belittled her all the time?

Besides, putting it down in writing is actually a little embarrassing. ]

Listen, Adrien said he'd hold on to the stuff for me. I have to give advance notice if I want to use my robot. It's a way of seeing if this is really what I want to do.

I know I do, though

[ryuuzaki]

You don't have to make any further decisions. It may be that you'll largely forget that Adrien has them.

[a_shadow]

I doubt that. But maybe.

[ryuuzaki]

I suppose we'll both find out.