9S carefully peers in after 2B breaks them in—the noise piercing the dead silence enough that it startled him, despite him seeing it coming—gleaning what he can from the Pods' limited light. He isn't sure what to expect, because after all, last they had been within the Bunker it had turned into a literal hellzone, filled with dozens of YoRHa driven to madness. 9S has to suppress the feeling that another one will emerge from the pitch black all around them, ready to kill them so intently.
He's already had to kill so many infected YoRHa before without a drip of regret. But now... now, if he ever has to turn his blade on another android again, it'll be too soon.
Once metal hits the floor with a reverberating clang, all settles back into dead silence. 9S stands along the ledge of the pipe before venturing into the quiet. ]
Looks like this is it...
[ He recognizes what little he can make out of the interior. Its stark whiteness, the bland simplicity of it—when it's the only home you've ever had, a person learns it well. Even when it's kind of trashed to hell. ]
It's pretty eerie, huh? [ Despite everything, 9S attempts to interject some levity into the atmosphere. ] Kind of hard to believe this is actually the Bunker. Or... some of it, anyway.
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9S carefully peers in after 2B breaks them in—the noise piercing the dead silence enough that it startled him, despite him seeing it coming—gleaning what he can from the Pods' limited light. He isn't sure what to expect, because after all, last they had been within the Bunker it had turned into a literal hellzone, filled with dozens of YoRHa driven to madness. 9S has to suppress the feeling that another one will emerge from the pitch black all around them, ready to kill them so intently.
He's already had to kill so many infected YoRHa before without a drip of regret. But now... now, if he ever has to turn his blade on another android again, it'll be too soon.
Once metal hits the floor with a reverberating clang, all settles back into dead silence. 9S stands along the ledge of the pipe before venturing into the quiet. ]
Looks like this is it...
[ He recognizes what little he can make out of the interior. Its stark whiteness, the bland simplicity of it—when it's the only home you've ever had, a person learns it well. Even when it's kind of trashed to hell. ]
It's pretty eerie, huh? [ Despite everything, 9S attempts to interject some levity into the atmosphere. ] Kind of hard to believe this is actually the Bunker. Or... some of it, anyway.