Thread: Deus Ex Machina (BlisteredBlood x darkangel76)

Mara just stood there silently as she watched Deadman go into what appeared to be a deep state of thought. She wondered what he was thinking, what memories he was trying to recall. As the moments passed, she felt herself becoming nervous, agitated. Did he not remember her grandfather? The man who helped create him? Her heart began to sink as she started to think the worst, that he didnt recall one of his creators. Again, she felt her eyes prickle, but she blinked them several times before any damned tears could give away her frustrations, her disappointments. Just then, Deadman looked at Mara. Her heart racing as she allowed hope to slowly ebb back within it. She watched him type on what appeared to be some sort of keypad attached to the gauntlet of his right hand when suddenly an image popped up for her see. Immediately, her eyes went wide. The hologram he showed her looked exactly like the man in the picture that her father had shown her back when shed confronted him. He remembered! Do you mean this man? Deadman asked. Maras mind had gone blank. Her eyes were fixed upon the image before her, the man she never knew and wished she did. For her fathers sake, for her own. She was sure that if she could learn things about the renowned scientist, it might soften her own fathers heart a little when it came to recalling his past. It made her sad to see her father get so cold and distant any time anything about his time before defecting to the EUS came to be a reality. Even her own mother had never been able to crack that shell hed surrounded himself with when it came to those memories, memories hed never shared and probably never would. Unless Shaking her head, her mind snapping back to reality, Mara looked at Deadman. She was about to answer him, let him know that he was indeed remembering the right man when she felt a strange shiver run along her spine. As she looked at the cyborg, took in his appearance, his gaze, everything, she found herself wondering just what it was shed gotten herself into now. Shed awakened her grandfathers greatest creation. A soldier. A weapon. A cybernetic life form with a mind of its own. Oh god! Her heart told her to trust her instincts on this, but her training with the resistance was starting to niggle the back of her brain. Swallowing, she wanted to reach for her gunblade. Just in case. But she wasnt stupid. This man, this cybernetic intelligence would tear her apart if hed had the notion. She just hoped hed find her not worth it. Were you followed here? Deadman then asked, his gaze still penetrating, cold, calculating. Mara shook her head. No. I was careful. No one saw me come to this section of town let alone enter this place. I her voice trailed and again she shivered. Please, she then said. Do you remember my grandfather? He was one of the two men who created you? Mara knew she was being bold and possibly compromising her mission for the resistance. But she couldnt help it. Before she could follow through on anything, she needed to know. Consequences be damned! Shed deal with the repercussions later. As she waited for Deadman to answer her, she bit down on her lower lip nervously. If he didnt recall, shed get over it. Shed have to. But if he did? Oh it was a thought too good to be true. Just then there was a loud rattling sound coming from outside the door of the back room that both Mara and Deadman were in. Immediately, her eyes went wide and her teeth began to chatter. Thats impossible she mumbled aloud. I was so careful.