Dare I suggest this is just a glimpse at your future? You *are* teaching the future generation of robot creators. I think you have the unfair advantage. :)
[ She's leaning forward against the rim of her tub, night gown on for the night and ready to get to bed. She's kept her robe on, securing it tightly around her. She'll say she's cold if Bigby asks questions — above all else, this kind of secret weighs on her guilt but it's ... she doesn't have an answer. Elizabeth scrolls through Jack's flurry of text messages, cracking a laugh at out outlandish it was.
Laughing when she's confused on what was going on — what a hoot. ]
Yes.
[ That's all she wants to send, but she doesn't. Think of this as a practice run — an attempt to make her sound less insane. ]
...I woke up with a mark on my body. A friend who is a medical examiner attributes it similarly to a spinal tap. I have no recollection on when this occurred but. It's almost healed, as if months of my life are gone.
no subject
[ She's leaning forward against the rim of her tub, night gown on for the night and ready to get to bed. She's kept her robe on, securing it tightly around her. She'll say she's cold if Bigby asks questions — above all else, this kind of secret weighs on her guilt but it's ... she doesn't have an answer. Elizabeth scrolls through Jack's flurry of text messages, cracking a laugh at out outlandish it was.
Laughing when she's confused on what was going on — what a hoot. ]
Yes.
[ That's all she wants to send, but she doesn't. Think of this as a practice run — an attempt to make her sound less insane. ]
...I woke up with a mark on my body. A friend who is a medical examiner attributes it similarly to a spinal tap.
I have no recollection on when this occurred but.
It's almost healed, as if months of my life are gone.