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[timestopping.livejournal.com]

I'm not useless.

I know that I act like I am most of the time, and it ain't exactly as if I'm flying around the City putting out fires and grabbing kittens out of trees, but I can do stuff. Stuff that no one else here can.

This isn't me typing up a résumé and begging for someone here to hire me. I have a job. I like my job at the restaurant, and I've been getting way more shifts than usual, ever since Laura disappeared. You know, some of you should stop by sometime, and I'll probably make you something for cheap. Anyway, this is just something you should keep in mind.

I don't turn invisible. I can do better than that. I can move out of time and not be seen, so I can get in and out of anywhere without really being there. I'm fast, too. Give me days and I'll give back months. Whatever. You get the point—I can do shit that you can't, and seriously, that's useful.

Not asking for money. Not much, anyway. Just something to do to keep me distracted, so I don't end up getting high every night and acting like a stupid bitch around people only trying to help. Anything that's not too sketchy—I don't mind stealing and spying on people, but I'm not about to kill anyone. Or steal any of their organs.

Okay. Maybe a kidney.

And because I organised porter-duty when things were kinda upside down for a while, I should probably ask: you new guys doing alright here? Yeah, maybe it sucks, and no, you definitely can't get out, but my apartment is still half empty, if anyone feels like helping out with the rent.

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[ private :: Teddy ]

So. Hi.

[ooc; gdi, pretend that filter was there the entire time]

Comments

[darkhours.livejournal.com]

What it means to "live".

[timestopping.livejournal.com]

Right.

People have been working on that one for a while already.

[darkhours.livejournal.com]

It was a different question for me when I was a machine, though.

[timestopping.livejournal.com]

Well, yeah. It probably involved more screwdrivers and spare batteries back then.

[darkhours.livejournal.com]

I did not run on batteries.

I had a charging station in my bedroom.

[timestopping.livejournal.com]

Why would a robot need a bedroom?

[darkhours.livejournal.com]

... I still preferred to have my own privacy...

[timestopping.livejournal.com]

Heh. That's more than I had!

[darkhours.livejournal.com]

Why is that?

[timestopping.livejournal.com]

I used to live behind a dumpster.

[darkhours.livejournal.com]

Why would you live there!?

[timestopping.livejournal.com]

That's what happens when you're a gutterpunk. There's nowhere else to go.

[darkhours.livejournal.com]

... If you had lived near the dormitory where I lived, I am sure we could have accommodated you...

[timestopping.livejournal.com]

That's nice of you to say, but I just would've got in the way.

[darkhours.livejournal.com]

You seem willing to help, so I am sure it would be no trouble.

[timestopping.livejournal.com]

Awesome, then.

Y'know, considering you used to be a robot, you seem a lot nicer than most of the humans around here.

[darkhours.livejournal.com]

Oh... I am just acting as programming dictates-- though I suppose this is no longer true.

[she seems a little self-reflective suddenly.]

If I am not following programmed responses, this is... free will, isn't it?

[timestopping.livejournal.com]

Uh huh. Free will.

And that was a compliment. Humans give those to each other, y'know.

[darkhours.livejournal.com]

... Thank you, Kiden-san.

[very nice, warm response]

[timestopping.livejournal.com]

Hey, someone else around here calls me that! And you're welcome.

[darkhours.livejournal.com]

Do they?

Are they also Japanese?

[timestopping.livejournal.com]

Uh huh. There are quite a lot of Japanese people around here, y'know.

She calls me like, uh, Kiden... chan or something, as well.

[darkhours.livejournal.com]

Aha.

[finds that kind of funny simply because you don't really know what it means]