The street rat that is Isha Devan wants to put out the cigarette in a smear of ash, kick the flattened butt out to wherever it landed, the way Jeramie and Finn used to do it.
Instead, she simply puts it out with her metal hand. The sensation burns, but not enough to do anything about it, not enough to have her pull away if the feedback had been working properly. Hundreds of years into the future from Adam Jensen, and still they were all subject to the whims of the human body.]
So it goes.
[Not said particularly maliciously, or with any sort of tone behind it, really.]
Well, the past should stay dead and right now I have ventilation to fix and a whole mess of engineering to sift through. You're more than welcome to come if you're feeling curious or perhaps willing to lift the heavy objects I refuse to touch.
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The street rat that is Isha Devan wants to put out the cigarette in a smear of ash, kick the flattened butt out to wherever it landed, the way Jeramie and Finn used to do it.
Instead, she simply puts it out with her metal hand. The sensation burns, but not enough to do anything about it, not enough to have her pull away if the feedback had been working properly. Hundreds of years into the future from Adam Jensen, and still they were all subject to the whims of the human body.]
So it goes.
[Not said particularly maliciously, or with any sort of tone behind it, really.]
Well, the past should stay dead and right now I have ventilation to fix and a whole mess of engineering to sift through. You're more than welcome to come if you're feeling curious or perhaps willing to lift the heavy objects I refuse to touch.