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re_alignment_logs2012-09-30 05:22 pm
tearsofsteel) wrote in re_alignment_logs2012-09-30 05:22 pm
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Your Best is Not Enough
WHO: 004 and whoever runs into him
WHERE: Over by Solus' temple
WHEN: Sometime in the afternoon
WHAT: 004 goes on patrol
WARNINGS: 00moping
Albert considered himself lucky at the very least. The explosion should have killed him. There were a lot of things that should have killed him in the past: the bullets at the Berlin wall, Black Ghost's dangerous test runs, his body malfunctioning, the two other cyborgs sent to kill him. But he survived, somehow. Yet it gave him a real sense of mortality. In this place, With all these giant killing machines who could apparently flip out without any warning, it was really a matter of when they'd come after him again. He didn't intend to run away, it just wasn't an option. He had a duty and people to protect. What really bugged him was this: when they came after the others, could he successfully keep people like Teddie safe? He had doubts.These were juggernauts he was thinking about and sure, he had an arsenal, but could he keep them safe?
Over by Solus' temple, he skirted by the tunnels of the temple, walking as he ran through the possibilities in his mind. Could he really go against those guys? Right now he felt like a small annoyance to the force. These guys were all robots, and here he was, this small human. He As he came out of the temple, across the landscape of Cybertron, those doubts still swam through his mind. He kept watch for any dangers, anything that might come up. Patrolling is the least he could do, right?
WHERE: Over by Solus' temple
WHEN: Sometime in the afternoon
WHAT: 004 goes on patrol
WARNINGS: 00moping
Albert considered himself lucky at the very least. The explosion should have killed him. There were a lot of things that should have killed him in the past: the bullets at the Berlin wall, Black Ghost's dangerous test runs, his body malfunctioning, the two other cyborgs sent to kill him. But he survived, somehow. Yet it gave him a real sense of mortality. In this place, With all these giant killing machines who could apparently flip out without any warning, it was really a matter of when they'd come after him again. He didn't intend to run away, it just wasn't an option. He had a duty and people to protect. What really bugged him was this: when they came after the others, could he successfully keep people like Teddie safe? He had doubts.These were juggernauts he was thinking about and sure, he had an arsenal, but could he keep them safe?
Over by Solus' temple, he skirted by the tunnels of the temple, walking as he ran through the possibilities in his mind. Could he really go against those guys? Right now he felt like a small annoyance to the force. These guys were all robots, and here he was, this small human. He As he came out of the temple, across the landscape of Cybertron, those doubts still swam through his mind. He kept watch for any dangers, anything that might come up. Patrolling is the least he could do, right?