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[Arekk]

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"I feel like death's knocking on my door. I'm... I'm fine." He cracked one of his crappy jokes inbetween painful groans. "Thank you for saving my life."

There was a sense of relief amidst the hurt, the fact that H4L had saved him from reaching Hell's gates meant the world to him. The apartment was a mess in its current state but that was temporary, he owed her a life debt after this.

"Y-your body." Arekk said while trying to sit up, blue pools gazing directly to hers. "Is it safe? Is it here?"

No matter how hurt he was or if he had to take a rest after being shot with a shock-slug, Arekk was focused more on the matter that was beyond important to him personally; H4L's freedom via the one thing she had lost.

If there was something he would never break it was a promise and he had promised her she'd get back what was stolen from her.

"Ugh."

He cared. A lot.

H4LCY0N​

 

[H4LCY0N]

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H4LCY0N nodded slowly, aiding him how she could in his attempts to sit upright. She held onto his hand, though, clasping it firmly between her own. "Yes, it is in the airspeeder. I had to see to you first, but, you did save it. There was no damage to it that I could see." Something of a stressed smile spread across her lips, spelling out her gratitude for his efforts without a word. "I am going to assume you have a proper medical kit here somewhere so I can clean you up?"

Finally, her hands withdrew, but not before giving his one last squeeze of reassurance. She rose then, with the parade of projectors whirring after her, and moved towards the bathroom. "Is it in here?"

 

[Arekk]

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"In the bathroom, yes."

He pointed behind where H4L stood where a small rectangle shaped box was attached to the wall, supplies within would suffice to clean up the wound and bandage Arekk.

His condition was stable despite the pain, some rest and bacta will do the trick for a quick recovery.

"I'm gonna have to get more synthflesh material." He huffed while he dragged himself across the room, leaning against the end of the bed. "So... What are you gonna do now?"

The airspeeder to his knowledge was still hidden in the garage, the replica body still inside covered by the drapes Arekk brought with him.

"Thank you, by the way. I owe you everything."

H4LCY0N​

 

[H4LCY0N]

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H4L pulled the kit off the wall and hoisted it beneath an arm, moving back over to where he was resting. "Teamwork, mm?" She merely remarked to his gratitude, though found addition sufficient: "You help me, I help you. I regret you were injured in the process. I should have expected some sort of scrambler array beneath the floor." The A.I placed the kit onto the bed and cracked it open, rummaging through the contents to take inventory. "You get into trouble a lot, don't you? You're missing a lot of supplies." She smirked in his direction with some semblance of affection, "But, you're going to have to help me. I can't exactly touch you beyond your arm, and these bandages are going to have to go over your shoulder and beneath the opposite arm in order to stay placed."

H4LCY0N moved around him, inspecting her prior work more carefully. "Mm. Well, at least your scars won't be all crooked. I suppose that's a silver lining?" It was an attempt at humor, however effective it was remained lost to her for the time. "Okay. Sit. Stop wriggling around and let me get you fixed up. We will worry about me later. You need attention at the moment; my replica is not going anywhere." A hand reached across him, snaking back into the kit to grab the half-empty bottle of bacta spray, "Tell me when. You know this is going to sting at first." She offered him her free hand to squeeze in preparation.

 

[Arekk]

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"Once you agree to this kind of mission you're aware of the consequences. Don't be sorry. We've got what we wanted."

Arekk grimaced in slight pain as he kept adjusting to find a comfortable position until he finally stood motionless, allowing H4L to prepare with the healing of his wounded shoulder.

"Me, trouble? Pffsht." He said in obvious jest. He was more of a walking canvas of war if anything, scars all over his back and some on his chest. "I'm ready."

The next ten minutes would be fun as the slicer, with the help of H4L, began to bandage his wounds inbetween small groans of pain and a stinging agony due to the medicine being poured.

He looked brand new after she was done with him, although in a rough shape, but alright.

"That was crazy, wasn't it? An entire team of thugs down there. Tactical."

H4LCY0N​

 

[H4LCY0N]

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H4L tucked the supplies back into the box when they were through and locked it back, carrying it to return to the mount on the wall. "Of course, why ever would I think you get yourself into trouble? It isn't the record. Or the scars." The A.I. retorted in jest, moving back into the main room of the flat. She crossed her arms and tilted her head, lingering a couple of steps from him. "We should have accounted for trigger wires and sensors down there. It was careless, but..." She paused, considering whether or not she agreed with him that the mission had been entirely successful. Of course, they had recovered what it was they were after, but he had gotten hurt in the process.

"I am just glad you're in one piece." H4LCY0N finally stated with some firmness, deciding then it was probably worth the bloodshed in the end anyway. She busied herself with picking up the bloody towels and gathering up the repair kit she had dragged out previously. "I can repair your arm better once I can interface with you and we can go shopping as well to get you patches." the A.I. hummed before carrying the towels back into the bathroom to toss into the tub.

 

[Arekk]

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"Crackin' jokes now, huh? I love it."

He retorted back at her in jest as he picked himself up, arm on top of the bed as leverage to stand on his feet. Once he had gotten up, Arekk brushed his shirt off and walked to the kitchen while H4L busied herself in the bathroom trying to put the box back on the wall.

Paff! The slicer opened a can of the best Lithiori beer you can ever taste, sipping from it like a thirsty hound on a sunny dry day.

His eyes looked on and about the apartment, in complete silence, contemplating how lucky he was to have skipped death.

"Haaal?" Arekk said casually as he held onto the can of beer. "Shouldn't we get the replica from the airspeeder now? It's kinda bothering me that we still got it in the garage."

It had been a while since his apartment had another person in it, human interaction wasn't one of Arekk's fortes while in Ethos City. Everyone keeps for themselves, for the better or the worse.

It just felt right this time. Just right.

H4LCY0N​

 

[H4LCY0N]

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"Haaal? Shouldn't we get the replica from the airspeeder now? It's kinda bothering me that we still got it in the garage."

The A.I. passed back into the main room, turning her head towards him. She nodded slowly, "I did not want to rush you, nor did I want to impose that burden upon you, given your injury. I will not be able to help you move it much, given my limited ability to interface." She held up her shimmering hands, curling and flexing them into fists with emphasis. "We will also need the proper divport cables to establish a direct connection to it so I may migrate into it. I am assuming you possess these things?"

H4LCY0N moved to stand across the island from him, curling her fingers beneath the palms she rested against the top of the counter. "And I will need clothes. As much as running around nude is fun, from what I hear, it is certainly not my preference." A resonate, melodic laugh escaped her and she shook her head in punctuation to the thought. "I am excited to get back to a physical form, I will confess. It has been many years since I have been able to interact with anyone, or anybody with the directness it provides me. Part of me, truthfully, does not believe it."

 

[Arekk]

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"Oh, yeah. Don't get me wrong, I've been shot so many times it becomes second nature once it happens. You're fine. I'm fine, really."

After finishing his sentence, Arekk nodded positively to H4L's question regarding if he had the proper equipment or not. He moved over, although rather slowly, to a small plastic container that had all the necessary cables to make a quick and secure connection with the replica.

One of the perks of being a hoarder is that the slicer had everything and almost anything you can think of when it came to technological assets.

"Clothes? Right!" He had to ponder for a minute, let the idea sink in. "My wardrobe is over there. Feel free to pick any outfit though the clothes will be a little too big on you. Sorry, promise we'll go get you something decent soon."

And with that out the way, Arekk simply moved over to the balcony to observe the thunderstorm outside. Little rain droplets impacting against the balcony window while the spectacle outside had him in deep trance. Ethos City, despite its criminal rates and less-than-trusty citizens, was a haven for most.

Its beauty was hidden underneath all the rotten.

"It's beautiful, isn't it? I'm glad that I could help you get that back, having zero freedom is the worst thing that can happen to oneself."

A little pause followed before he continued,

"You're not gonna leave after this, right?"

H4LCY0N​

 

[H4LCY0N]

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H4LCY0N turned herself around, moving towards the wardrobe he had pointed out. She tugged open the doors, pulling them out enough for her to peer at the clothes hanging and arranged within the furniture. "Hm." Hands grasped her hips with the planting of her stance and the contemplation such a task brought to the surface. "That's alright, really. Thank you for letting me borrow something, in the meantime..." She reached out, grasping the sleeve of a heavier, grey sweater. There were little pocks and tears around the neck and the lower hem, but this seemed to be more of a stylistic choice than actual damage. Such things she could appreciate. "This." She decides aloud, carefully pulling the sweater off of its hanger and draping it over her arm. "And..."​

Her holographic fingers waggled in a wave over the handle of a drawer and she pulled it out, leaning to peer within. "Hrm..." Her grip found a pair of black shorts, and those would suffice for now. They would have to, really. After making her choices, the A.I. closed everything back up and padded to the bed where she arranged the clothes down- pausing with his question:​

"You're not gonna leave after this, right?"

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She blinked her hidden eyes and looked up, gazing across the room to his silhouette against the neon-lit window. His back was offered her, but she could read the tone of his voice well enough to assume the look on his face. ​

H4L threaded her fingers before her pensively. She had already considered such things before he had ever given them voice. The truth of it was that she had a place of her own on another planet, where she had lived before her body was stolen from her. But it had been years since she had been there. She almost couldn't find what it looked like in the recesses of her memory, as she had simply drifted from network to network in her search for her replica and perhaps greater still- purpose.​

Now, the sheer existential weight seemed to settle over her. Time felt slow. What was she going to do, now? Her task was completed, nearly. What could she do even?​

Brows pinched together in question beneath her visor. It felt as though she had been thinking for hours already, though, in reality, it had only been a few seconds since his voice had reached her. "You do not want me to leave?" She asked of him in turn, walking over with some mild hesitation to her step to join him at the window. "Are you sure?"​

 

[Arekk]

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"I don't want you to leave."

His words were came from the heart, as honest and pure as they could be. Arekk turned slowly to face her until their glances clashed, beer can pressed against his chest. A toothy grin surfaced once she finished up with her inquiries.

"I'm pretty sure." A positively bopping head was enough. "Unless you've got someone waiting for you. Or something."

There was something captivating that he couldn't quite put into words, a sensation that he thought had faded long time ago. Everytime his eyes settled on the A.I's he felt a rush deep in his core, something telling him that it was okay to feel this way.

It took courage to even speak like this. Broken heart, broken soul, broken pieces. One gets the idea.

"If you don't have anywhere to go then you're free to stay. You're not gonna be a burden." He paused for a moment to sip from his beer can. "Really."

H4LCY0N​

 

[H4LCY0N]

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H4L nodded slowly, keeping her gaze on him curiously as he spoke. "I don't- have anybody, no." She answered curtly, turning her focus back towards the window and the sights it provided. After a passing moment, she spoke up again: "I have a place on another world, though I have not been there in years. I do not think I care to go back, truthfully. Nothing I particularly care to revisit rests there. I will stay, then."

The hologram lifted a hand, pressing it against the cool glass of the window. She felt nothing, as to be expected. "The migration of my systems should be quick and mostly painless. I will just need you to oversee it and ensure nothing is corrupted or fragmented. This is after we run diagnostics, of course, to make sure they did not plant anything within its programming to bring me harm or allow them to track it."

She was obviously eager and likely anxious about the whole thing, though she did not express this outwardly out of courtesy- not wanting him to feel rushed or hurried. "I will get the software initializing on your terminal."

And with that, her hand slipped from the glass dismissively, and she walked over to do as she said she would. Rapidfire key presses heralded the launch of the programs and all of their encrypted glory. "I will need a moment to decrypt these."

 

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"Let's get you prepared."

While H4L prepared the programs and the decryption for the replica's software, Arekk moved over to the garage to figure out how to bring the heavy-as-heck replica back into the apartment. There was only solution to do that: use his gift. The Force, even thought he had severed from it for years, was still something he could use.

Raising his palm towards the replica while his eyes remained closed and his breathing was focused, the slicer began to channel the Force. A humming sound in his ear was all that he could ever hear. The replica began to slowly glide in the air until it was brought over to the apartment's interior thanks to Arekk.

"There we go." He said while reaching for the bed, feeling slightly drained. "That makes me feel funny now."

Not many knew of his secret, specially in Ethos City. He liked to be considered flesh and bones but deep inside he had a gift that made him more powerful than your average Joe. The Force was something nobody could mess with.

"Make sure to run triple-checks, just in case. We have to be cautious."

H4LCY0N​

 

[H4LCY0N]

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H4L glanced over her shoulder as he entered, bringing the bundled replica with him. A pale-blonde lock tumbled from the blanket, draping into the air freely as he moved it around. Such a sight nearly made her lose focus. How long had it been? She caught herself staring at her body for a long moment, fingers still pounding away on the keyboard as code spewed across her visor faster than any organic mind could have comprehended. It all merely looked like flashes of light and streams of the same. "Working on it." She answered, half-heartedly, forcing herself to turn back around to focus on what she was doing entirely.

The replica body was rather remarkable in its make, obviously top-of-the-line judging by appearances alone. Pale near platinum blonde hair crowned its head, styled into a lengthy, wavy undercut with the sides shaved down to allow the lines of cybernetics to flow more easily over the skull. These same lines traced beneath its eyes, over the bridge of its nose, and even up through its brows, nearly reaching the hairline of the droid. Four more were carved in the synthflesh of its forehead. The replica's neck and arms were cybernetic, matching the same exact way the A.I. chose to portray herself through her coded hologram. The composited metals were blackened and well-maintained, though there was quite a deal of obvious wear along the forearms and elbows; leftover damage from when she had been bagged and her body torn from her. Defensive injuries.

The replica weighed nearly two-hundred pounds, as to be expected despite its lithe, supple appearance, and had a frame which had obviously been structured by some organic mind with a penchant for aesthetic beauty. The same cybernetic lines through synthflesh were carved down the contours of its stomach, back, and even down its thighs. Tattoos had been laid into the flesh of its back and ribs, each one meticulously detailed to form a lattice of flowers, waves, and other things of beauty.

"I don't actually believe this," H4LCY0N remarked quietly from in front of the screen, "I am not finding anything. I have run checks five times now. It is strange they would not bug it with anything... plug it in, will you? The port is at the base of its skull."

 

[Arekk]

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"Is that unusual?"

Arekk was puzzled by the fact that whoever had taken H4L's replica body away wouldn't put a failsafe of sorts in there or a way to protect the 'merchandise'. Maybe it was just that they didn't want to mess with it or its architecture was too complex to remotely understand.

By adjusting the drapes that covered H4L's lithe and nude cybernetic body, Arekk made sure she was prepared for any eventuality. Just like she had instructed him, the slicer plugged the cord at the base of the replica's skull to finalize the connection and commence the transfer.

"Be careful." He could only say. "Easy does it."

In just a few minutes, H4L would transfer into the body and everything she had dreamt of for years would be possible once again. Her freedom, her chance to feel again.

Most people would take that for granted but you never know what you have until you lose it, right?

"Ready?"

H4LCY0N​

 

[H4LCY0N]

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>>-d-r-e-a-m-c-h-a-s-e-r--->

H4LCY0N turned back around after he had connected the cable and sat back, straightening herself up with the command flashing across her visor. It was really this simple? It seemed so, even by her calculations. Perhaps ARCORPS had relied on masking the replica, rather than implanting anything terribly insidious with it. So confident, they had been, that she would never find it. Little did they know, a curious slicer would be their undoing. Such was the way of the galaxy. The notion made her smirk to herself.

"Ready?"

"Yes. I am. I will see you soon." She held up a hand, touching two fingers to her helmeted temple in mock salute, grinned, and at once, the code across her visor flashed with confirmed input. Her holographic form fizzled out, relieving the projectors of their strain and sending them back on tracks to their home station on the wall.

Data surged through Arekk's terminal, pouring through the connection cable wiring it to her replica, and the cable slowly started to glow a shade of blue. It seemed to pulse, almost, flickering with the cybernetic lifeblood flowing through it as rebirth began to unravel.

And then... silence.

It lingered.

Nothingness.

He was left alone with his thoughts, simply to idle as the process took place.

Within the replica, processors whirred softly. Complex wiring hummed to life, reluctantly activating with the laziness disuse had instilled it with. Servos spun up, coming back online with her return to the only real thing she had ever owned or considered her home. But there was nothing. It was simply dark... and muffled. Silent. Had it worked? Was there a shortage somewhere that she had missed impossibly? Had she trapped herself in this paralyzed shell?

No... she only had to think. Of course not. Motion required effort.

Beneath the blanket covering her, cybernetic fingers slowly flexed, disturbing the drape. A quiet hum resonated from beneath the blanket as her cybernetics powered up, coming online after years of being idle. And with this low drone note, gleamed that familiar shade of cyan she seemed so helplessly fond of.

Pale brows crept downward, drawn by the effect of emotion and strain, furrowing slightly over her closed eyes.

Dark lashes slowly parted, spilling the same light down over their lower line and onto the pale synthflesh of her cheeks.

Lenses unraveled beneath the glassy surfaces, rotating in polar directions to absorb and process her surroundings and just what it was she was witnessing. Both darted from one side to the other. It was a lot to take in.

"Nn..." A soft groan slipped between her lips, cast by a voice that sounded far more human than her previous had.

Everything felt so stiff and sluggish. Toes curled against the balls of her feet. Metal fingers pressed into palms.

And then, at once, her servos resynced with her processors and she went from feeling nothing to feeling absolutely everything.

The replica jolted upright, clutching the blanket over her chest with wide, glowing eyes. It took her a moment to adapt, but once she had, a hand raised to brush the straying, messy strands of blonde hair from her face, and she turned her gaze to him. An expression of confusion and panic slowly gave way to one of joy and relief- ushering in a wide, pearly smile across her face.

"H-hey-" she stammered, swallowing harshly and blinking in surprise at the fact she could hear herself, "Hey. I'm here. We did it." She nearly whispered in disbelief, releasing one hand from the bundled blanket to raise. H4L admired her fingers, testing and flexing each one in sequence before lowering her cheek against the cool metal, tracing the contours of her features. She gasped some in mild surprise, murmuring quietly in response to the sensation: "I'm me again..."

A thought crossed her mind and her eyes shot to him.

Tentatively she reached out to barely brush the tips of her fingers along his cheek, saying nothing as she did.

 

[Arekk]

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"Here we go."

If it wasn't obvious then Arekk's clear hesitation to transfer H4L's holographic form to her human form had him a unease due to the sheer fact of not knowing if ARCORPS did tamper with the replica or maybe it had spent too many years without being used that it could shortcircuit mid-transfer.

He hoped with every single fiber of his being that nothing wrong happened.

The silence after the transfer initiated made him dubitative and tense, only a cigarette and another can of booze could help his nerves, minutes turned into hours as the waiting game had begun. A toke here and there from his cancer stick and pacing back and forth was the only thing he could do for now.

"Is she okay?" He muttered under his breath while smoke flared out of his nostrils. "Yes. She's fine."

Until there was light at the end of the tunnel at last. Her body began to respond, fingers and toes moved in response, a response that was more than positive for him to know that the transfer was working but she wasn't quite finished yet. Then... she woke up.

She was herself, finally.

The tender touch of her soft fingertips brushing against her cheeks made his breathing flutter, eyes closing in relief. His own hand reached out to hold hers against his cheek, an ear-to-ear grin surfacing on his face.

She looked more beautiful than ever.

"I'm so happy that you're here."

H4LCY0N​

 

[H4LCY0N]

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locale :// RABBITS_DEN_ETHOS_CITY
tag_youre_it :// Arekk
>>-d-r-e-a-m-c-h-a-s-e-r--->

H4L smiled, staring at her metallic fingers as they grazed along his features. She laughed softly in delight, savoring the warmth of his skin against her touch. "I am happy to be here, too." She glanced down, drawing her hand from his grasp to pull the blanket up, keeping herself covered but allowing her to peek down under the blankets at herself. Her legs shifted and moved. "This is so strange..." She remarked, chuckling still. "To feel things again. To have a presence." The replica pulled the blankets back down, pressing them over her chest still.

A turn of her head cast platinum locks over her bare shoulder and she reached for the sweater then, pausing after she pulled it close. "Turn around, hm? I want to get dressed and move around some." She stretched a leg out, poking foot from beneath the blankets to push at his leg playfully. "Hopefully I still remember how."

 

[Arekk]

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"Feels great, doesn't it?" He asked happily. It probably felt empowering in a way. "You'll get used to it."

Arekk nodded when she asked him to turn around, obliging by spinning his feet around and facing away from her as he dressed in more comfortable clothes rather than a single drape. After a few minutes he'd turn back around to see Halcy wearing his clothes though they were a 'little' too oversized for her.

It was funny and he laughed shortly but kinda cute as well.

"I'll take you shopping tomorrow." The slicer eventually said. "Though we'll have to be careful. There's been a revolt against replicants and humanoid-like people. Humans don't like them anymore so we'll have to disguise your appearance a little."

Ethos City had gone up and retaliated against every synthethic and replicant that lived on Lithios due to unfounded rumours of them becoming murderous machines.

The people became frantic and lost their minds as they began to take matters with their own hands, killing their HRDs that only lived to serve them: caretakers, medics, assisted living, companions. You name it.

"I don't recommend going out late at night. It's not so bad in this district but it's still dangerous."

H4LCY0N​

 

[H4LCY0N]

status :// IN_THE_FLESH
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>>-d-r-e-a-m-c-h-a-s-e-r--->

After pulling the clothes on over her bare frame, H4L couldn't help but rake her fingers through her hair, doing her best to detangle what being trapped in a pod and stationary for so long had done to it; the back was tangled a grand deal, and only made worse by the hasty wrapping job he had done and the prompt toss into the speeder. She nodded as he spoke, heeding his words with some weight, considering he was a native to this place and she absolutely was not. Despite her success in detangling her hair, she just kept combing her fingers through it, enraptured by the feeling.

It was all so surreal.

How it had all happened, too.

Her glowing eyes shifted from their focus on nothing in particular back to him, "I wasn't going to go beyond the balcony, don't worry." She smirked, snickering softly. "Okay... one step at a time, then." Her hands braced on either side of her legs, curling knuckles to support her weight against the side of the mattress, and steadily, she rose. "I told you I wasn't leaving, remember?" She took a step forward, planting her weight and testing the ebbing stiffness in her legs and feet. "They could have at least activated everything a few times a year... everything is so stiff." The replica bemoaned with a scoff, though she pressed forward anyway, taking a pause just in front of him to narrow glowing eyes up at him.

The lenses moving in slow rotation whirred and expanded, rather obviously writing something to memory as she looked him over. "Mm." A hand reached up, curling over the crown of his skull to gently rake back through his hair, messying it playfully. And with only that much offered, she strode on, swaying to the balcony doors.

A moment's hesitation rose, with her hand pausing over the handle. She needed to brace herself for this. And after she had done as much and affirmed herself that it was safe and she was alright, she slid the door open and stepped outside into the rain.