call me out v. 15.0

[misheard]

Call out one of the characters from my muselist with a starter, a prompt, a general 'hey can we do something with these characters' comment, a smoke signal, etc., and I'll get back to you with some kind of RP thread!

Old CR, new CR, assumed CR, canonmates, AU, crossover, whatever, it's all good.

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[heavenlyroots]

Of course! As the Sephirah of the Control Team- [ a beat. finally, she laughs, shaking her head. ] Sorry! It's going to take some time to get used to that. As the former Sephirah of the Control Team, prompt and timely responses were required in all respects. Failure to do so could lead to meltdowns, containment breaches, and even critical energy losses!

[ that last one is delivered like it's the worst of the three, of course. ]

Hmm? I suppose that's one way to look at it! [ she's not sounding any less chipper, at least. ] The manual doesn't go into detail. Still, I wouldn't worry too much! After all, I'm sure reeducation would still be preferable to complete termination!

[cherryblooded]

That... depends. Have met a few brainwashed people in my years, or close enough, that I would consider to be better off - terminated, as you put it.

Sephirah... then, you're an angel?

[heavenlyroots]

Better off terminated... I suppose I've met several people that would match that description, yes.

[ they weren't brainwashed. why bother? if they weren't fit for the control team, then why waste the effort? ]

That's very flattering of you, Cherryblod, but that couldn't be farther from the truth. I may not be human, but I'm no angel. [ she reaches forward, tapping at the camera with one finger - leaving an audible, metallic click. ] The fact that you're asking that means that the perception filters were left intact for this network. I wonder why that is?

[cherryblooded]

Not as much of a compliment as it sounds like.

[He has met demons and angels. Demons are worse, unambiguously worse, although he knows his bias and will admit it to himself - but angels think that they're right, while demons just don't care if they are.]

Do you not like how you look?

[heavenlyroots]

No, I suppose it wouldn't be, would it?

[ that question gets... a look. it's quite a bit different than the way she's been holding herself this conversation. it's hard to describe, until she speaks- ]

Tell me. What do I look like?

[cherryblooded]

Short brown hair, brown eyes. About average height, I'd say. I like your suit, very dapper.

[heavenlyroots]

...ah. I see.

[ there's a flicker of something in her eyes - something oddly expressive, something that hasn't been there most of this conversation. when she smiles, it seems-

well. not sad, not exactly. but something that might have been it once. ]

What you're seeing now was my first life. The human I was, once. Before I became who I am now.

[ before she became what she is now. ]

I don't hate the body I have now. It's a second chance at life, after all. And it has a lot of advantages! I don't have to eat, or sleep, and I don't get tired running from place to place. But...

I do miss the body you're seeing, sometimes.

[cherryblooded]

I see... Understand a little better now. Hard to become something else suddenly, especially if you weren't asked how you felt about it first.

[heavenlyroots]

It is hard, isn't it?

[ she doesn't bother addressing that second part. they both know it's how it went down, after all, don't they? ]

You're a very good listener, Cherryblod. I'm surprised you haven't found more people you like. [ kind people. or at least, people good at appearing that way. ]

[cherryblooded]

Ah, thank you. And you have an admirable work ethic and enthusiasm. I suppose you've had no trouble finding coworkers so far?

[heavenlyroots]

Thank you very much! [ she laughs, somewhere between "polite" and "pleased." ] As for coworkers, I assume you mean to directly fill my own quota, don't you?

[ this time, she doesn't laugh. ]

In truth, I'm still reviewing the guidelines to find out what's even possible. "Sexual gratification" is mentioned frequently- [ -and clearly, she's not entirely made of iron, given the slight tinge to her representation's cheeks- ] -but my body is wholly incompatible with the notion! Thankfully, I've already worked out one or two workarounds, but if I want to perform my necessary duties I'll need to do more research...

[cherryblooded]

Hmmm... Have a few thoughts, but nothing I'd prefer to air publicly. Embarrassing for both of us, I'd imagine.

[heavenlyroots]

Hm? Is that so? Would a private channel be a more suitable method?

[ the red's still there in her cheeks, but she's... not taking that as any sort of flirting or pickup line. listen. it has been a very long time since anyone would have had any reason to consider her in an even remotely sexual or attractive fashion. if someone is offering her advice, it's obviously professional in nature!! ]

[cherryblooded]

If you wouldn't mind. Or we could discuss it in person? I do still need to find partners for myself, after all.

1/2

[heavenlyroots]

Of course! If you're more comfortable discussing things in person, my schedule is clear... surprisingly enough.

[ she forwards the address, smiling peaceably all the while. ]

2/2

[heavenlyroots]

-oh!

[ see, now she gets it. that is a very red representation of someone that was once a human. ]

That's- Um, as long as you don't have any unrealistic expectations! [ she's trying to be polite about the part where she is a machine and you can't frick frack a machine. ] I'll do my best to work out a solution, if you're sure!!

[cherryblooded]

[Oh no, her representation is very cute.]

I'm sure. See you soon, then.

[And in like fifteen minutes, her doorbell rings. One shrimp man, present.]

[heavenlyroots]

Just a moment!

[ there's a strange sound from the apartment, something that clearly isn't made by any human. and then, the door opens, revealing...

a short little box on legs. if it weren't for the "headband" or the glaring serial plate- MALKUTH- it wouldn't be at all clear who it was. but then she speaks, and if there was any doubt, it should be cleared up shortly. ]

Thanks for stopping by! Your help is really appreciated. [ she sounds... significantly less nervous, actually. if she still feels off, she's clearly trying to power through it. ] Oh, should I make some tea? I'm more of a coffee person, really, but I've heard tea is supposed to be good for entertaining company!

[cherryblooded]

[That's a robot alright. Cherryblod blinks, before smiling down at her.]

Tea would be lovely, as long as you can enjoy some yourself. Would be rude of me, otherwise.

[heavenlyroots]

It won't cause any short-circuits, if that's what you're asking. But... Aside from some caffeine being absorbed into the few biological components left, it's not like I'd get anything out of it.

[ it's a remarkably frank thing to admit. it's something she probably wouldn't have admitted, back when she was still new to this body. after all, the others still have their own neuroses, don't they? chesed and his coffee... binah and her tea. ]

...but I still think it'd be nice to make. It's part of the routine, after all!

[ and with that said, she trots off into the kitchen. but she's not one to let a silence hang; barely a moment's passed before she speaks up again, preparing tea all the while. ]

You said you had ideas, right? [ she laughs. it's a bit tinny, but still undeniably her voice. ] Did any of them account for what you saw when you came in?

[cherryblooded]

Sentimental value. I can understand that.

[Having a seat on the nearest chair.]

Oh, certainly. A fully mechanical body with no biological parts to speak of. I was mostly expecting you to be a bit taller, really, but nothing that would cause any issues.

[heavenlyroots]

Hey, I can't help being short!

[ it's more of a joke than anything - the kind of thing she'd have said as a human, to be honest. ]

So what sort of ideas did you have in mind? We can workshop them as you go. [ and then, without pausing for a moment's breath- ] Ah, do you like lemon? I should have asked...

[cherryblooded]

Lemon is fine, thank you.

Well, let's see. Obviously physical gratification is out, or at least very one-sided, but as long as you're participating in a sexual encounter it should count for your quota.

[Do they measure these things by orgasms?? I haven't actually looked at Duplicity's lore??]

Arousal is at least half mental, so that should still be possible for you?

[heavenlyroots]

What a relief!

[ it's probably a good thing that she doesn't have human skin at this point. it'd be far too easy to tell when she was blushing, after all - and it's not like it's difficult now! not with the way her feet tippy and tappy as she gets the last touches on the tea ready; not with the almost overenthusiastic gait she takes to get the small tea set in and set it before him at the table, with two cups steeped and ready; and certainly not with the way her servo-based hands fiddle and fidget with one another. ]

Mm... That might work? I hadn't really considered it as a possibility! [ she laughs. it's more clearly nervous than usual. ] It's been a very, very long time since I've felt anything like that.

[cherryblooded]

Thank you very much. [Takes a sip.] This is very good, it's a shame that you can't taste it.

There are other options - dirty talk is a popular one for people in your position, I've heard - but it wouldn't feel fair for you not to at least get something out of any encounter.