re_alignment | [video. cut to text] heeeeeeeyyyy sexy lady?

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[video. cut to text] heeeeeeeyyyy sexy lady?

[There's a flash on the Link that looks like this. Except, there's also a falling flurry of pink between you and the image.]

*Are!!* [The voice is sweet and girlish and very startled, almost scared.]

[A frantic fumbling. Hey it's hard to walk in these boots, okay? He's working on it.. Then the video feed cuts. For a long moment, nothing. Then, a text.]

everything's fine! have a great day! ^____^

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Wait... who are you?

[The feed flickers locked, off, and on again. These fingernails take some getting used to!]

vandal its me. drift. V_V

...

I've finally lost it, haven't I?

[He flicks it to video. It's Vandal, she might as well know the worst.]

[So here's the video, swirling with pink petals.]
Vandal. Karrie. It is me.

[He pauses, shaking petals off his face. Her face. THE face.]

I don't know what happened.

[Excuse her, she has to take her helmet off to just. Stare at you. It's kind of halfway between trying to decide if she's super crazy or trying not to laugh.]

Yeah uh. Fuck. Wow.

You sure do... have a situation going on here in this general... area. [She kind of just gestured to all of him.]

Look I'm pretty sure this place is teaming with fucking monsters. Everyone... uh.

[She's so shocked she forgot how freaked out she is.]

We should. Get somewhere. S... safe. Some shit is. Clearly going down.

Uh.

I like your. H... hat.

Pfffffffffffffffffffffffffff...

Look. You can't tell anyone. Ever. At all. About this.

[Because clearly this is horrible, with the way she's gaping at him. He splays a hand over the top of his...really unarmored chest.]

I can take care of myself. I have weapons.

[Not so much weapons as a tiny shred of pride.]

_{this hat is stupid looking}

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Look. Drift. There are monsters, everywhere. And I can't tell if it's just in my head, but I don't care if you have weapons. You're not made for a human body.

...And that outfit is not something you should be running or fighting in.

I won't. Tell anyone.

But you need someone taking care of you. Do you even know how to be a human? I think not. Where are you?

[He's currently more afraid of Teddie than any monsters. But, point taken.]

...I know. [Frag, does he know. He can't even manage these shoes. WTH kitten heels?]

How do you even...move in these things? [He forlornly fluffs the petticoats.]

I don't need to be 'taken care of'. [Really. Ouch.] I just. Need.

_{I don't even know}

Not easily, I'll tell you that much.

[Sigh.]

Look, Drift, I know you are a very capable robot. But you need someone to teach you how to function as a human right now and... fuck all everything else. And I really need to be around someone who doesn't look like a fucking monster right now.

So tell me where you are.

[His optics--eyes--whatever--well up with huge glisteny tears. Big tears. HUGE tears. Big and round and shiny.]

I'm in my quarters.

..._{in the closet}

...

[Sigh.] It's okay to cry. I'll come and we can just.

Fuckin. Stay in there together okay. Fuck.

Have you seen monsters too?

_{how do I turn these off?}[This teary thing is one of those human things he has no idea how to operate. Clearly.]

[He nods, sort of pathetically.]

Monsters? Vandal. You're seeing monsters?

[Oh no! And he can't protect her. Not with..decorative fans. ]

You don't. Just let it out. It's okay.

[Uncomfortable pause.]

Yeah... uh. It's not like before though. I'm pretty sure it's all in my head. I can still think clearly. I just. God. Yeah. They look like people I know. Bots I know, I mean.

You're the first person who's looked normal to me. I mean...

Not. A monster.

What is normal anymore...

I don't think I like being human.

[(;_;) He pauses to pluck a cherry blossom petal where it stuck to his tearstained cheek.]

Who else have you seen? Are you all right? [Frag him. He just looks stupid and can't walk in these shoes.]

Oh, honey. Nobody really does.

[Isn't that the depressing truth.]

Just... people. It's not important. I'll be over soon.

Vandal.

[Worried pout.]

*Iya* Please be careful.

I will be.

[A little while later she shows up... and. Comes to knock on Drift's closet.]

... Drift?

[As she knocks, a small flutter of petals floats from under the door.]

I'm in here.

[Sitting on a pile of cherry blossoms. The parasol? Really isn't doing much good.]

[Silence. As she stands there and petals collect on her RIG.]

Oh my god.

Drift...

You're...

You're fucking adorable.

[Drift will just droop, small feet kicking through the, uh, the drifts of pink petals.]

I don't think that's very helpful to me.

[Okay, enough reveling in this. She kneels and offers a hand to Drift.]

I know. I'm sorry. You're probably freaked out.

[Honestly she's a little (a lot) freaked out herself.]

Can you get the clothes off?

[Drift stands up...all the way up to Vandal's shoulder. And then stumbles forward, because shoes.]

This is the worst thing that has ever happened in my entire life.

[And then s/he looks horrified. ] Vandal. If I took it off I'd be...[O_O yeah. Like that.]

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