Sorry, Markus, calm is not what Simon is going to be right now. He remembers, he knows, there's nothing wrong with that part of him. When Markus' begins a synthesis, Simon panics, clutching at the others hand, his own skin disappearing to white plastic as he holds tight. He connects with him, not needing to speak as his inner frantic thoughts flood in between them.
But then there's a break in that consciousness as flashes of memory come through, darkness, but not complete, barely there's movement, the outline of a gun in one's peripheral, flashing warnings of thirium loss and limited movement of part #6381t (limb, left leg) and part #6384l (limb, right leg).
I don't want to die. Don't look in here. Go away, don't come over here. I'm not here. No one is here.
This with the sounds of movement coming closer, the barely visible gun shifting to point straight ahead. Then there's a burst of light, the flash of a face, but Simon doesn't give them a chance to speak before he's pulling the trigger, once, twice, frightened like a dying animal and lashing out with what he can.
It's a jumble of shouting, fragmented pieces of gun shots, bullets hitting metal around him, then that face again. Gun fire is traded off, Simon trying to keep them at bay, but there's only so many shots in the clip he has in this handgun, mind counting down each one. There's two left when he's charged, when he realizes it's another android, the forced connection pushing him have to make a split second decision.
NO NO DON'T. Can't let them find Jericho, can't let them. NO. MARKUS-
His sensors register the press of the gun barrel under his chin, but he feels no pain as the bullet enters his head. Only darkness. Only fear. Only the crippling desperation to live as he puts the lives of the others over himself to try and save them from being discovered.
That same darkness is there when consciousness comes back to him. Confusion and warnings of system malfunctions not making anything clearer. His thoughts become words 'it's dark, where... where I am?'
"I reactivated you so you could help me, I must find Jericho." Not a voice Simon knows, but it will be familiar to Markus, Markus who is connected with him right now. Listening as Simon refuses to help, even when he's unable to defend himself or do much of anything. He won't.
Staunch defiance turns to confusion in another disjointed jumble of memories, jumping ahead as a different voice urges Simon to give them the location of Jericho.
"Everything is alright. Don't worry." Markus. Markus is here, how? Thoughts fall out into questions, why did Markus leave him back on the roof? But he has the answers, gentle voice assuring him it's okay.
"You'll be alright... I came to take you home." Exactly what Simon needs, wants to hear. Rationally something feels off, something should be telling him this isn't right. What happened to the other voice before? It doesn't matter, Markus is here, he needs the location to Jericho so they can leave.
"Jericho... y-yes, of course." And it seems so right in the moment, they're going home. To Jericho. Location to Jericho. As soon as he's done what Markus wanted he can no longer hear him, hand pulling away. Panic and fear spikes in him, thirium pump beating wildly as he reaches for Markus. Begs him not to leave him.
Don't leave me! Don't leave don't leave. Not again. No. Nononono. I don't want to die, I want to go home. Don't let me die, Markus!
All of this happens in a flash between them, in their connected consciousness. Markus can see and hear it all. Prevailing over it all is the unrelenting fear of being left again. Being left to die, waste away and be nothing but junk.
"M-Markus, please... I want to go home." A broken voice begging softly, scared, hoping this time he won't leave him like the last two.
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But then there's a break in that consciousness as flashes of memory come through, darkness, but not complete, barely there's movement, the outline of a gun in one's peripheral, flashing warnings of thirium loss and limited movement of part #6381t (limb, left leg) and part #6384l (limb, right leg).
I don't want to die. Don't look in here. Go away, don't come over here. I'm not here. No one is here.
This with the sounds of movement coming closer, the barely visible gun shifting to point straight ahead. Then there's a burst of light, the flash of a face, but Simon doesn't give them a chance to speak before he's pulling the trigger, once, twice, frightened like a dying animal and lashing out with what he can.
It's a jumble of shouting, fragmented pieces of gun shots, bullets hitting metal around him, then that face again. Gun fire is traded off, Simon trying to keep them at bay, but there's only so many shots in the clip he has in this handgun, mind counting down each one. There's two left when he's charged, when he realizes it's another android, the forced connection pushing him have to make a split second decision.
NO NO DON'T. Can't let them find Jericho, can't let them. NO. MARKUS-
His sensors register the press of the gun barrel under his chin, but he feels no pain as the bullet enters his head. Only darkness. Only fear. Only the crippling desperation to live as he puts the lives of the others over himself to try and save them from being discovered.
That same darkness is there when consciousness comes back to him. Confusion and warnings of system malfunctions not making anything clearer. His thoughts become words 'it's dark, where... where I am?'
"I reactivated you so you could help me, I must find Jericho." Not a voice Simon knows, but it will be familiar to Markus, Markus who is connected with him right now. Listening as Simon refuses to help, even when he's unable to defend himself or do much of anything. He won't.
Staunch defiance turns to confusion in another disjointed jumble of memories, jumping ahead as a different voice urges Simon to give them the location of Jericho.
"Everything is alright. Don't worry." Markus. Markus is here, how? Thoughts fall out into questions, why did Markus leave him back on the roof? But he has the answers, gentle voice assuring him it's okay.
"You'll be alright... I came to take you home." Exactly what Simon needs, wants to hear. Rationally something feels off, something should be telling him this isn't right. What happened to the other voice before? It doesn't matter, Markus is here, he needs the location to Jericho so they can leave.
"Jericho... y-yes, of course." And it seems so right in the moment, they're going home. To Jericho. Location to Jericho. As soon as he's done what Markus wanted he can no longer hear him, hand pulling away. Panic and fear spikes in him, thirium pump beating wildly as he reaches for Markus. Begs him not to leave him.
Don't leave me! Don't leave don't leave. Not again. No. Nononono. I don't want to die, I want to go home. Don't let me die, Markus!
All of this happens in a flash between them, in their connected consciousness. Markus can see and hear it all. Prevailing over it all is the unrelenting fear of being left again. Being left to die, waste away and be nothing but junk.
"M-Markus, please... I want to go home." A broken voice begging softly, scared, hoping this time he won't leave him like the last two.