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Without a word, he tosses a pebble at her, beaning her lightly in the head with it. His face is playful, but...something is wrong. He Takes his sniper rifle from its holster slowly, and watches her with the same vacant amusement.

"I believe it's time for you to go. " he tosses his cigarette into the dirt, grinding it with the toe of his boot. He raises the rifle, pointing it with that same, blank look. It's Savuk, alright. His face. His mannerisms. But every last memory of Pixie.. Jack has wiped it all away.

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The human silhouette has moved out of sight, and there is not a trace of the individual. Several minutes pass, and all is quiet and as it should be. The robots patrol nearby, idly murmuring about maintenance and other tangent ramblings. A scent slips in, barely noticeable amongst the smell of oil and chemicals and dirt and any of the other less-than-charming smells that Pandora has to offer. It’s subtle at first, but after a moment, it becomes distinguishable. Cigarettes.

A few feet away, Savuk stands, watching Pixie in her crouched position. It’s very clear that she isn’t supposed to be here, but he finds her attempt at cover amusing. He takes another long drag, before exhaling and speaking in a quiet, smooth tone.

“The robots don’t take kindly to rock throwing.”

     this is actually the longest she’s stayed quiet, pixie hasn’t even peeked       to see if the poor ‘victim’ has left. a thought occurs, maybe she should       just run and take her chances but there’s a scent, well not much of one       but it’s getting closer? that’s not right, she’s hallucinating again-       ❝ ahit’syou! ❞      .      her words run together as she jumps, whirling around very ungracefully,       unsure whether to scold savuk or apologise for beaning him with a rock.      so instead she settles for pointing, from where she’s sitting. on the ground.      very imposing in her own mind actually. add a snappy response and the      image will be complete. ❝ and what are they or you gonna do about it? ❞      perfect. 

#muaha

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The human silhouette has moved out of sight, and there is not a trace of the individual. Several minutes pass, and all is quiet and as it should be. The robots patrol nearby, idly murmuring about maintenance and other tangent ramblings. A scent slips in, barely noticeable amongst the smell of oil and chemicals and dirt and any of the other less-than-charming smells that Pandora has to offer. It’s subtle at first, but after a moment, it becomes distinguishable. Cigarettes.

A few feet away, Savuk stands, watching Pixie in her crouched position. It’s very clear that she isn’t supposed to be here, but he finds her attempt at cover amusing. He takes another long drag, before exhaling and speaking in a quiet, smooth tone.

“The robots don’t take kindly to rock throwing.”

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       there’s a loud tink as another rock actually hit it’s target, bouncing off        the loader as it spins around searching for the threat. it was a good         shot, if pixie was one to boast but there was no one to listen. it was        probably a good thing she was alone, she’s been doing this for about an        hour or so and have made close to a dozen land. it’s kinda funny watching        them flail around, shooting wildly.        dangerous sure, most of her shield has already been depleted but eh, life        is fleeting as they say and the worst thing the robots’ll do is kill her. so         she tosses another rock from her shrinking pile but instead of the nice         metallic noise, it’s a very human ‘ouch.’ poking her head up, she notes a        very human silhouette. ❝ sssssssshhhhhhhh- ❞ ducking behind her makeshift        barrier, hopefully she hasn’t been seen. ❝ -it. ❞        

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“Buuut. You have to escort her down to Pandora, and to Doctor Nakayama on the continent of Aegrus. Are we clear? That should be no huge task in order to keep your job, riiiight?” Jack says, arms folding threateningly infront of his chest again as he dares you to protest. Savuk’s smile returns, and he begins to light up a cigarette in Jack’s office.

“Hey. Take that out into the hall, will ya? I don’t want my office smelling like your dirty programmed habit.” Savuk rolled his eyes, and glared at Rhys as he departed, bumping into his shoulder on the way out.

Jack stared for a long moment, saying nothing at all. Before…much to everyone’s surprise, he started laughing.

“Ah ha ha! Aaah, that’s great. Hey, ya know what? That’s exactly what my intentions were when I locked her in there. For someone to let her out, ya know?”  The tone dropped in the room, and Savuk gave a short, nasty smile. But Jack continued.

“However. Can’t blame curiosity for killing the cat. So here’s what I’ll do…” Jack walked back around his desk, looking out over Pandora with a grim sense of disgust. “I’ll let you keep your job…” Jack cast a deceitfully pleasant look at Rhys. “And I’ll even let the little red headed bitch live. Hows that sound?”

The android’s smile was wiped clean off, and he looked nearly insulted at Jack’s words. But he dared not say anything for fear for his own hide.

#I have this mighty need for Rhys and Russu to become besties

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Jack stared for a long moment, saying nothing at all. Before...much to everyone’s surprise, he started laughing.

“Ah ha ha! Aaah, that’s great. Hey, ya know what? That’s exactly what my intentions were when I locked her in there. For someone to let her out, ya know?”  The tone dropped in the room, and Savuk gave a short, nasty smile. But Jack continued.

“However. Can’t blame curiosity for killing the cat. So here’s what I’ll do...” Jack walked back around his desk, looking out over Pandora with a grim sense of disgust. “I’ll let you keep your job...” Jack cast a deceitfully pleasant look at Rhys. “And I’ll even let the little red headed bitch live. Hows that sound?”

The android’s smile was wiped clean off, and he looked nearly insulted at Jack’s words. But he dared not say anything for fear for his own hide.

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Savuk waits for the doors to open, and he grabs Rhys again, towing him behind him down the hallway. Jack’s doors loom in the distance, and Savuk smiles.

“Guilt will get you nothing but sadness.” He declares, pushing the doors open and shoving Rhys inside. Jack looks up from his paperwork, raising an eyebrow at the two of them. Particularly at the assassin. No appointment? Rude.

“Well. Interesting.” He slams his pen down on the desk, knowing what Savuk in his office must have meant. Never thought it would’ve been Rhys to trip the lock alarm on the door, though.  

“Which one of you wants to explain to me what’s going on. Show of hands. Ah, Rhys. Thanks for volunteering.” Jack stands and folds his arms. His expression is light, but theres a dangerous undertone to his voice. Very passive aggressive.  Savuk shoves the other forward, and Jack waits patiently. Rhys had just unearthed one of his failures. And Jack wasn’t one for failure.

“Finding is one thing. Freeing is another entirely.” He says, turning and pressing the button for the top floor. The sniper rifle on his back is threatening enough.

“After her extreme failure, she was to be granted no freedom. No contact. And now, she’ll die because of you. Her existence wiped like a magnet to a computer. And she will have you to thank.” He smiles cruelly.

#Iiiii'm winging jack here i dont write him too often. i hope its okay

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“Finding is one thing. Freeing is another entirely.” He says, turning and pressing the button for the top floor. The sniper rifle on his back is threatening enough.

“After her extreme failure, she was to be granted no freedom. No contact. And now, she’ll die because of you. Her existence wiped like a magnet to a computer. And she will have you to thank.” He smiles cruelly.

“Tell me. Where did you go snooping to even find her existence?” He demands, rounding a corner and heading for the elevator that would lead them to the top floor. He pulls Rhys inside, and lets him go once the doors slide closed.

“Not that it matters much, anyway. The outcome for you will be the same.”

#dead AS FUCK #the terrible things we put this poor bby thru

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“Tell me. Where did you go snooping to even find her existence?” He demands, rounding a corner and heading for the elevator that would lead them to the top floor. He pulls Rhys inside, and lets him go once the doors slide closed.

“Not that it matters much, anyway. The outcome for you will be the same.”

“And now you’re questioning his reasoning. This will be interesting to explain to him, that’s for certain.” Savuk snips at the end of the other’s sentence, giving him little room to think.

“Maybe you two will be disassembled at the same time.” He says thoughtfully, before grabbing Rhys’ arm in a mechanical vice grip. He puts out his cigarette on the back of the other’s good hand, with little to no regard for his well being.

“I’ll be seeing you shortly.” He says in a nonchalant tone..before turning on his heel and beginning to head for Jack’s office.

#perhaps rhys disarms him with the stun baton? #savuk is straight savage im so sorry

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“And now you’re questioning his reasoning. This will be interesting to explain to him, that’s for certain.” Savuk snips at the end of the other’s sentence, giving him little room to think.

“Maybe you two will be disassembled at the same time.” He says thoughtfully, before grabbing Rhys’ arm in a mechanical vice grip. He puts out his cigarette on the back of the other’s good hand, with little to no regard for his well being.

“I’ll be seeing you shortly.” He says in a nonchalant tone..before turning on his heel and beginning to head for Jack’s office.

“My name is Savuk. Hyperion tech Android, and that-” he pointed with disgust to the girl in the cell. “disgrace’s brother. By creation, not by choice.” He takes a step closer.

“And you…are still inputting the wrong code. Idiot.” The man grabs Rhys by the arm and throws him into the wall across from the cell, away from the keypad. Russu screams in fear and panic, having been so close.

“SHUT UP you dysfunctional disgrace. You are a failure. A broken machine. How dare you hope for anything other than dissassembly?” He says in a tone that is devilishly calm, before turning back to Rhys.

“What will Jack say when he finds out that his…fan boy…was trying to set lose his biggest failure for the entire world to see?” He exhales cigarette smoke in the other’s direction. Programmed smoking habit to blend in. Just like his sister, he was alarmingly convincing in human behavior.

#im so sorry im so sorry im so sorry

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“My name is Savuk. Hyperion tech Android, and that-” he pointed with disgust to the girl in the cell. “disgrace’s brother. By creation, not by choice.” He takes a step closer.

“And you...are still inputting the wrong code. Idiot.” The man grabs Rhys by the arm and throws him into the wall across from the cell, away from the keypad. Russu screams in fear and panic, having been so close.

“SHUT UP you dysfunctional disgrace. You are a failure. A broken machine. How dare you hope for anything other than dissassembly?” He says in a tone that is devilishly calm, before turning back to Rhys.

“What will Jack say when he finds out that his...fan boy...was trying to set lose his biggest failure for the entire world to see?” He exhales cigarrette smoke in the other’s direction. Programmed smoking habit to blend in. Just like his sister, he was alarmingly convincing in human behavior.

#i KNOW IM SO SORRY #RHYS BBY CINNAMON BUN

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Jack was by no means a man to completely abandon something. The failure aspect? Perhaps. But where there was error, there would be trial until success. And Russu was no exception. As Rhys plugged in the numbers to the pad, an alert went off within the head of another. A warning system at the incorrect code that had been input. His current task would have to wait, as this one was in top queue position, and always has been. The other man moved in silence down the hall in the shadows, watching Rhys play with the keypad.

As the individual stepped out of hiding, Russu’s face went completely blank with fear at the sight of none other than her brother. “r-rhys--” She began, but her words were cut off by the sound of a match striking behind the one attempting to break her free. There stood a man, roughly the same size as Rhys. He put the match to the tip of a cigarette, before inhaling slowly, taking a drag.

Olive eyes stared back at Rhys, and a small smile pulled at the lips of the observer. He wore a long black jacket that appeared to be rather weathered from the elements. His shirt was untucked and his pants had small burns in places from what appeared to be cigarettes. His boots were scuffed and dirty from work on Pandora, and his hair fell in an auburn wavy curtain around his face. From the sniper rifle attached to the holster on his back, it was easy to tell that this man was an assassin.

“Might I ask what you’re doing?” He asked with a drawl, flicking the ashes of the cigarette carelessly onto the ground.

“Brother please--” Russu tried to reason, but the other’s gaze turned so unfeeling and cold in her direction, that she sat down in silence without another word in the back of her cell, leaving Rhys to deal with this strange new individual.

“There’s a code on the door. A numerical one. I…I don’t know what it is. But if you can scan for fingerprints with that eye of yours, you may be able to figure it out.” She suggests with a wavering tone. She stands again, moving quickly back to the door. If he could just get that door open…

#This is russu's brother #who was a successful android #who is incredibly loyal to jack #and im so sorry #but hes a RAGING asshole

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He calmly wiped the spit from his face, and his eyes snapped back to hers. He glared, before backhanding her violently. Much harder than the workers before. It stung. 

"I warned--"

A sound interrupted his violent outburst, and he stopped, listening. Sirens. Not normal alert sirens; these were the emergency breach systems. The caging mechanisms for the other experiments and mutants had gone down. He could hear the clambering outside, and he didn't move. Didn't breathe. He placed a finger over her lips, shushing her. With his luck, she had been quiet before, but wouldn't now.

His worries were confirmed when he heard the screaming begin. Skag claws clicking on tile down the hall. The buzzing of stalker shields. Big stalker shields. He swept Invader from off his back, and moved to the door, barely cracking it and peering out. The moment it opened, the sounds of carnage and violent animal noises broke through, and he immediately shut it again, before striding back over to her.

"There has been a security breach. I do not know how, nor why. But you must cooperate with me, or you will be eaten before you can even undo your restraints." His voice was firm and matter of fact.

"Do you understand?"

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He sighed, before tossing the cigarette aside. He seized the girl by the front of her shirt, holding her still as he brought his face inches from hers.

"You can talk to me. Or I can beat you to death. I am no petty human worker. Headbutt me, and your own skull will cave." A deep rasping metallic tone tinged his voice for a moment, but it was gone as quickly as it had come. He stares, waiting for a response.

"Last chance."

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This man was different indeed, if not entirely out of place from the other Hyperion representatives thus far. He swept his top hat off and hung it on the door knob, olive eyes focused on her as he did so. His lips pulled into a calm smile, and he folded his arms.

"You must be Pixie." His voice was smooth, foreign sounding. Not an accent that would be detected upon Pandora, anyway. He took a slow step forward, now right beside where she was bound. He lit up a cigarette as he looked down at her, examining her.The bruise on her face, the strain marks on her wrists. Yes, they had truly been at this for hours. Idiots. 

"Now, darling. You will tell me how you escaped? Ei pelejä. No Games." He lazily exhaled the rest of the smoke, before putting the lit end of the cigarette on the back of her hand without warning.

"Understand?"

About half an hour ago she had stopped struggling against her bonds, it was also half an hour ago that they had sent someone in. She tipped her head side to side, letting the stray tendrils of red hair sway. Pixie started to wonder if they had forgotten about her, wouldn’t that be something? At...

#cruel savuk #im so sorryyyyy

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One must dress for the occasion. 

Ville and his Tophat. <3 <3 <3

#pixie take a look #:3

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"If you choose to." The voice sounds closer. But different. Sad, almost. Theres a pained sound within his tone that is ominous.

-slow demonic voice- Fire. Fire. you shall burn in the fiery pits of doom. -slow evil demonic laugh-

Pixie stared for a moment, unable to formulate a response. She had done some terrible things in her time but did she warrant such a threat? The fire of course wouldn’t bother her unless they meant the slag injections again, they burnt hotter than any flame.

"I- please just leave me alone."

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Somewhere very distant, a voice speaks softly.

"Pixie... You must ignore the voices, darling..."

-slow demonic voice- Fire. Fire. you shall burn in the fiery pits of doom. -slow evil demonic laugh-

Pixie stared for a moment, unable to formulate a response. She had done some terrible things in her time but did she warrant such a threat? The fire of course wouldn’t bother her unless they meant the slag injections again, they burnt hotter than any flame.

"I- please just leave me alone."

#oh hi don't hate me I'm so sorry #lots of family issues and things #mom has cancer #but I'm back and coming off hiatus i think #and i would like to think that Savuk was murdered. and then somehow restored. #is this alright?