07-11-2018, 02:32 AM
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Almost nothing about places like these scared him. He wasn't even remotely scared of what the humans were capable of on this Earth. Something around his size wasn't exactly the easiest to take down, and as long as they didn't shoot through his visor or the gaps in his armor he wouldn't have to worry about anything. Washington had no reason to try to pretend like he cared about something or that it even bothered him. He was just certain of one thing, and that thing was that he didn't belong here. It was obvious about the way that he acted around others and the way others acted toward him. He obviously didn't belong and probably would never belong either. Washington didn't care if others thought it was strange that he wanted to get back to being human because they didn't know what it was like being human. He wanted to have fingers again. He wanted to be able to walk on four legs. He wanted to hold a damned rifle again. Washington didn't want to go exactly back to what everything used to be. Carolina was doing the same, although she was maybe a little bit more abrasive about the subject than he was. Although few were allowed to approach the female in the first place without her getting pissed off that they did something. It would just take time. Washington didn't even bother to look up at Gordon hearing the way her voice trembled. Again not offering any sort of support toward her. "Well let's say you turned human. You would want to return back to the life you were given, correct? The same goes for me. I don't belong here and I don't fit in. Turning into an animal wasn't exactly on my bucket list."
Would that help Gordon understand? Probably not. It didn't seem like he would need to when a familiar voice did fill his ears and he raised his head to look at Church as he made his way over. Compared to Church, Washington had small lights around his helmet while the other's lights remained dark. He agreed with what Church said, but he wasn't going to say it out loud for the simulation trooper to hear. Washington didn't like being an animal, hence why he never took his armor on because it reminded him that he was human. This was only temporary. He sure as hell hoped it was only temporary. The Freelancer's gaze watched as the border collie padded over toward him to look over his shoulder. Washington didn't mind of course. Washington listened to what Church had to say, and let a huff escape his jaws, although he wasn't annoyed with what Church had to say. "If I couldn't read with it, I wouldn't be wearing it. And you get used to reading big words when that's all you're used to seeing." The Freelancer would state with a small shrug of his shoulders. His gaze was back onto the book, wondering if Church wanted something else, or was waiting for an order to give to him. Washington didn't seem too adamant of ordering the simulation soldier around at the moment. Which was certainly different. With the male this close, the scar from his implant was starting to itch. He ignored it, and it would eventually blossom into a burning sensation. He continued to ignore it as he flipped to the next page. He was over halfway through the textbook."speech"
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