A familiar (to some), heavily armed and cybernetically enhanced person walks back into the Cafe, his right eye replaced with some sort of ocular implant, and various plates of armor and hydraulics visible on him. He smiles slightly, his uniform still revealing his to be a member of the legendary MTF Tau-5 "Samsara." He nods, and walks in, taking a seat in one of the corners, leaning a rather powerful-looking, and obviously anomalous tech, rifle against the wall next to him.
A familiar (to some), heavily armed and cybernetically enhanced person walks back into the Cafe, his right eye replaced with some sort of ocular implant, and various plates of armor and hydraulics visible on him. He smiles slightly, his uniform still revealing his to be a member of the legendary MTF Tau-5 "Samsara." He nods, and walks in, taking a seat in one of the corners, leaning a rather powerful-looking, and obviously anomalous tech, rifle against the wall next to him.
Nessa waits to see if they order anything
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A familiar (to some), heavily armed and cybernetically enhanced person walks back into the Cafe, his right eye replaced with some sort of ocular implant, and various plates of armor and hydraulics visible on him. He smiles slightly, his uniform still revealing his to be a member of the legendary MTF Tau-5 "Samsara." He nods, and walks in, taking a seat in one of the corners, leaning a rather powerful-looking, and obviously anomalous tech, rifle against the wall next to him.
A d-class, who just changed into normal clothes, curses under his breath and casually attempts to walk away
A familiar (to some), heavily armed and cybernetically enhanced person walks back into the Cafe, his right eye replaced with some sort of ocular implant, and various plates of armor and hydraulics visible on him. He smiles slightly, his uniform still revealing his to be a member of the legendary MTF Tau-5 "Samsara." He nods, and walks in, taking a seat in one of the corners, leaning a rather powerful-looking, and obviously anomalous tech, rifle against the wall next to him.
Nessa waits to see if they order anything
He smiles, his voice a bit less mechanical and more human than the last time. "Hello again, Nessa. Have you already forgotten me?" He chuckles a bit.
A familiar (to some), heavily armed and cybernetically enhanced person walks back into the Cafe, his right eye replaced with some sort of ocular implant, and various plates of armor and hydraulics visible on him. He smiles slightly, his uniform still revealing his to be a member of the legendary MTF Tau-5 "Samsara." He nods, and walks in, taking a seat in one of the corners, leaning a rather powerful-looking, and obviously anomalous tech, rifle against the wall next to him.
A d-class, who just changed into normal clothes, curses under his breath and casually attempts to walk away
A surprisingly human voice, with just a hint of mechanical or robotic undercurrents, enters his mind. No need to run. I'm not here on business.
A familiar (to some), heavily armed and cybernetically enhanced person walks back into the Cafe, his right eye replaced with some sort of ocular implant, and various plates of armor and hydraulics visible on him. He smiles slightly, his uniform still revealing his to be a member of the legendary MTF Tau-5 "Samsara." He nods, and walks in, taking a seat in one of the corners, leaning a rather powerful-looking, and obviously anomalous tech, rifle against the wall next to him.
Nessa waits to see if they order anything
He smiles, his voice a bit less mechanical and more human than the last time. "Hello again, Nessa. Have you already forgotten me?" He chuckles a bit.
"I'm... just busy, sorry."
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A familiar (to some), heavily armed and cybernetically enhanced person walks back into the Cafe, his right eye replaced with some sort of ocular implant, and various plates of armor and hydraulics visible on him. He smiles slightly, his uniform still revealing his to be a member of the legendary MTF Tau-5 "Samsara." He nods, and walks in, taking a seat in one of the corners, leaning a rather powerful-looking, and obviously anomalous tech, rifle against the wall next to him.
Nessa waits to see if they order anything
He smiles, his voice a bit less mechanical and more human than the last time. "Hello again, Nessa. Have you already forgotten me?" He chuckles a bit.
"I'm... just busy, sorry."
He chuckles again. "Irantu. Captain Irantu." He says with a smile.
A familiar (to some), heavily armed and cybernetically enhanced person walks back into the Cafe, his right eye replaced with some sort of ocular implant, and various plates of armor and hydraulics visible on him. He smiles slightly, his uniform still revealing his to be a member of the legendary MTF Tau-5 "Samsara." He nods, and walks in, taking a seat in one of the corners, leaning a rather powerful-looking, and obviously anomalous tech, rifle against the wall next to him.
Nessa waits to see if they order anything
He smiles, his voice a bit less mechanical and more human than the last time. "Hello again, Nessa. Have you already forgotten me?" He chuckles a bit.
"I'm... just busy, sorry."
He chuckles again. "Irantu. Captain Irantu." He says with a smile.
"Ah, right. Um... How has it been?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A familiar (to some), heavily armed and cybernetically enhanced person walks back into the Cafe, his right eye replaced with some sort of ocular implant, and various plates of armor and hydraulics visible on him. He smiles slightly, his uniform still revealing his to be a member of the legendary MTF Tau-5 "Samsara." He nods, and walks in, taking a seat in one of the corners, leaning a rather powerful-looking, and obviously anomalous tech, rifle against the wall next to him.
Nessa waits to see if they order anything
He smiles, his voice a bit less mechanical and more human than the last time. "Hello again, Nessa. Have you already forgotten me?" He chuckles a bit.
"I'm... just busy, sorry."
He chuckles again. "Irantu. Captain Irantu." He says with a smile.
"Ah, right. Um... How has it been?"
He nods. "Well enough. Despite the continued progression of the corruption to my programming, O5 has, surprisingly, let me continue. Apparently, they realized that the corruption is allowing me to think and adapt to situations, and has actually lowered casualty rates on missions where we're sent in."
A familiar (to some), heavily armed and cybernetically enhanced person walks back into the Cafe, his right eye replaced with some sort of ocular implant, and various plates of armor and hydraulics visible on him. He smiles slightly, his uniform still revealing his to be a member of the legendary MTF Tau-5 "Samsara." He nods, and walks in, taking a seat in one of the corners, leaning a rather powerful-looking, and obviously anomalous tech, rifle against the wall next to him.
Nessa waits to see if they order anything
He smiles, his voice a bit less mechanical and more human than the last time. "Hello again, Nessa. Have you already forgotten me?" He chuckles a bit.
"I'm... just busy, sorry."
He chuckles again. "Irantu. Captain Irantu." He says with a smile.
"Ah, right. Um... How has it been?"
He nods. "Well enough. Despite the continued progression of the corruption to my programming, O5 has, surprisingly, let me continue. Apparently, they realized that the corruption is allowing me to think and adapt to situations, and has actually lowered casualty rates on missions where we're sent in."
"mmm... Most curious. Do you appriciate that?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A familiar (to some), heavily armed and cybernetically enhanced person walks back into the Cafe, his right eye replaced with some sort of ocular implant, and various plates of armor and hydraulics visible on him. He smiles slightly, his uniform still revealing his to be a member of the legendary MTF Tau-5 "Samsara." He nods, and walks in, taking a seat in one of the corners, leaning a rather powerful-looking, and obviously anomalous tech, rifle against the wall next to him.
Nessa waits to see if they order anything
He smiles, his voice a bit less mechanical and more human than the last time. "Hello again, Nessa. Have you already forgotten me?" He chuckles a bit.
"I'm... just busy, sorry."
He chuckles again. "Irantu. Captain Irantu." He says with a smile.
"Ah, right. Um... How has it been?"
He nods. "Well enough. Despite the continued progression of the corruption to my programming, O5 has, surprisingly, let me continue. Apparently, they realized that the corruption is allowing me to think and adapt to situations, and has actually lowered casualty rates on missions where we're sent in."
"mmm... Most curious. Do you appriciate that?"
He nods. "Of course I do. And I think 05 are starting to appreciate me more. My loyalty is still unquestioned, and there are stipulations, such as taking vacations every now and then for, as they put it, maintenance and mental health reasons, but that is completely fine by me."
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"Sure. I don't think I've eaten in... Wait, have I even eaten since I came here?" Treble looks genuinely thoughtful.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"One might think not."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Hmm. Have a croissant? I love a good croissant."
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
They nod, serving some. "And payment?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Treble smiles, pulling out some money (euros) and handing them over. "I'm hurt. I thought my presence was payment enough." She's definitely joking.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"Exactly. Don't act like you've never done anything wrong in there."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
A familiar (to some), heavily armed and cybernetically enhanced person walks back into the Cafe, his right eye replaced with some sort of ocular implant, and various plates of armor and hydraulics visible on him. He smiles slightly, his uniform still revealing his to be a member of the legendary MTF Tau-5 "Samsara." He nods, and walks in, taking a seat in one of the corners, leaning a rather powerful-looking, and obviously anomalous tech, rifle against the wall next to him.
"Sadly, names and recongition doesn't pay the bills here."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Nessa waits to see if they order anything
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A d-class, who just changed into normal clothes, curses under his breath and casually attempts to walk away
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"Ah well. Without much more work, I'll be broke soon."
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
He smiles, his voice a bit less mechanical and more human than the last time. "Hello again, Nessa. Have you already forgotten me?" He chuckles a bit.
A surprisingly human voice, with just a hint of mechanical or robotic undercurrents, enters his mind. No need to run. I'm not here on business.
"I'm... just busy, sorry."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He chuckles again. "Irantu. Captain Irantu." He says with a smile.
"Ah, right. Um... How has it been?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Quill is outside, smoking.
Harvey is burning something.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He nods. "Well enough. Despite the continued progression of the corruption to my programming, O5 has, surprisingly, let me continue. Apparently, they realized that the corruption is allowing me to think and adapt to situations, and has actually lowered casualty rates on missions where we're sent in."
"mmm... Most curious. Do you appriciate that?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He nods. "Of course I do. And I think 05 are starting to appreciate me more. My loyalty is still unquestioned, and there are stipulations, such as taking vacations every now and then for, as they put it, maintenance and mental health reasons, but that is completely fine by me."