[ Smiling a little himself, he lets the fire slide around the other man's shoulders and neck and fall down to roll around in Jesus' hands as a ball.
After a moment, he looks down to the sheets, licking over his lips. Apprehensive, almost. ]
There are these things called... sentinels. They're... giant robots. [ He pauses, takes a moment. ] They hunt my kind. Mutants. People made them to kill us.
[ Again, he takes another moment. ]
One just... showed up here. Again. I mean— when I first got here, not long after, a couple did and just disappeared, but. One showed up again last month.
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Date: 2022-10-02 08:37 pm (UTC)After a moment, he looks down to the sheets, licking over his lips. Apprehensive, almost. ]
There are these things called... sentinels. They're... giant robots. [ He pauses, takes a moment. ] They hunt my kind. Mutants. People made them to kill us.
[ Again, he takes another moment. ]
One just... showed up here. Again. I mean— when I first got here, not long after, a couple did and just disappeared, but. One showed up again last month.