@deafenedchampion
The last lonely notes of Rebecca’s violin radiated through the corridor, gradually trailing into silence as X finally found it in himself to pursue her. He was surprisingly gentle with his steps, heavy boots making nary a sound against the hard tile- the only audible sound would be the whir of his servos if one listened closely. But only then.“Rebecca? May I come in?”
Gently, he rapped his knuckles against the metal surface of her door, green optics glowing dimly with a grim sympathy. The attack had rattled him as well- and surely, struck his dear Rebecca to the center of her core.
“I don’t know if the door’s unlocked…”
There was a click from the door, and a soft ‘clunk’ as it unlocked. The door opened, revealing Rebecca in all of her upset, exhausted glory.
She sent him a message of ‘hello’ over her internal messenger, before demonstrating that she had blown out her vocal processor again. Behind her was her violin resting on her bed, the bow beside it.
She motioned for him to come in though, moving away from the door to sit down on her bed next to her violin. While he did so, she wiped at her eyes for what seemed like the billionth time that day.
Back in the Game 