Thread: NieR: Automata - Heart beneath the Steel - (StarMech x Kaybee)

9S seemed relieved to see the female android responding. Their chance of survival increasing its percentage by her mere presence. But beyond that, the concept of a surviving 2B appealed to these emotional subroutines, spiking in level when she spoke again, as they had previously dropped down before bring brought back up. In the concept of a human, he basically feared for 2B's life and he was glad and happy she was not gone... He remained silent for a moment, the positioning of his head descending A universal sign of a troubled or conflicted state of mind. I stepped out of line... He muttered.Part of him was glad he saved her, but still regretted that he had to break his position which in turn made her more worried when he was badly hit. I put the mission at risk. You, at risk. He paused after that, his functions interfering with whatever attempt at using his voice box. An error at finding the right words to say... The Goliath units were successfully destroyed....so there's that. He sighed. Not a sign of breathing, as they did not to. But rather a small feature to imitate breathing, in an attempt by their human creators to avoid the emotional backlash known as Uncanny Valley effect. As such, their replication of breathing was simply a cosmetic function, made to appease humans, to make them feel better at ease with something that is much more relatable to them. Another low-priority subroutine that could be cut in a dire situation that did not call for it. But at this moment, there was not reason to do so... My communications systems are undisposed as well... He explained, much to both their dismays. Damage received to the Black Box in both out frameworks show a deterioration and massive error on that part of our functions. Nano-repair units alone won't be enough to fully repair it without external aid. A short pause. I also predict the notion of a search rescue group arriving is considered a low-priority at the moment. 9S said. It was truly a paradoxical notion Built with a sense of self-preservation, while also given the full awareness their existence being expendable, replaceable. There was no rush to recover any fallen bodies, specially on the possible assumption of them perishing in the blast. In lameman's terms, they were not going to be rescued anytime soon...However he had to agree. ...I'm also glad you survived, ma'am. S9 did not say another word for a while, simply allowing 2B to lay back and stare at the sky to what felt like minutes, even catching glimpse of her pulling up on her blindfold-like visor and reveal her eyes so casually. That was not a notion many YoRHa models did. The full removal of the synthetic-laced fabric tended to be reserved for personal, secluded instances. Alone. Some did not removed them ever, as they found it unnecessary given the blindfold's capabilities to display exactly what they normal eyes could see with even more information. His gaze turned away from her, something about seeing her eyes appeared to poke part of his emotional algorithm. A sense of embarrassment out of it that he did not understand. His view, still behind the blindfold, shifted to the now-static Pod Unit, the hovering drone-like device that assisted as a way to keep optical vision on her when in combat as well as supplying her information, minimal areal lifting and the means to have a range attack in the form of energy shots. It appeared to have been damaged in the explosion, but still functional. Um, I would suggest you please keep the visor fabric on. We can still need it. He crawled to the disabled pod-unit, taking it into its lap before opening its chasis. He quickly got to work, focused on rewiring, reattaching and putting everything in place. Not before long, the unit was given its external shell once more and immediately lifted into the air, hovering above 2B's space. We may not be able to get support from command, but we can at least support eachother. 9S said. His hand broefly caressed his right cheek as his touch sensors felt the slight ruggedness trailing down part of his synthetic skin. It seemed the blast managed to scorch part of his face, a line across his right side, basically on the right side of where the head connected to the neck and seemed to descend a few inches downwards. Luckily it was not severe and a 96 of his face seemed intact although somewhat smudged by ash particles in the air. His body scan also indicated that more scorch marks lied on his arms, his right leg and part of his back and stomach. Possibly due to the damage he received that the nano-unit was not able to heal completely. However, he did not said a word to her about it. We shouldn't dwell doing nothing for too long. You could try to find some supplies. Some kind of battery while I monitor your progress and prepare a shelter. 9S offered.