(( ofc, same goes to you!

++ her assistant form. While she's facing the source of the scraping, she keeps her eyes peeled for any surprise attacks.]

Who goes there?

[Her voice is still monotone, but it is a mask to hide her confusion and anxiety that burn below the surface.]

(( I might try later when the pain goes away! I wanted to do some expression work for the rare times she DOES emote normally. the reason she doesn't is kinda weird but it's entire possible lol

++ harm the Doctor or any of her research. I find it hard to believe you'd waltz in here with that kind of intent when you're lacking a limb.

[She won't ask why he refuses help. Nor will she force him to accept it. However, if not here to destroy or steal, why was he crossing the front lawn?]

((Understood. good luck drawing. i gotta draw more sonata but ough, bad elbow time ))

++ arm. Eugh.]

but it was I who stopped them. Please, allow me or the good Doctor to help. It would behoove your continued existence.

[She did speak like a machine, a very eloquent one. But on the inside, behind her strangely shining eyes, was the feeling of dread she got just seeing the socket of this one's ++

++ Hurtling through time felt like when astronauts train for space travel. And when she lands, she's quickly met with a grim reality. This place was devoid of organic life. . .]

++ the activation sound, a warning that it was about to set off, and since the machine is a work in progress, who knows the price would be for Minuet's actions could be? Sonata pushes her sister out of the way of the blast that hurtles from the machine's core, and within a blink, Sonata is gone. ++

++ instructed to stay away from it. But that never stopped the third sister, Minuet in other situations, so why would she stop now? She and Sonata were cleaning the lab, and of course, she must have bumped a button on the usually cloaked device while uncovered for cleaning. Sonata of course hears ++

++ Your form is looking battered. Do you need repairs?

[She offers the stranger a head tilt, and those words.]

++ of the lab, and down towards the stranger.] Pardon me, excuse me. . .

[Her voice is monotone, very different than her sisters', which garner much more vibrant personality. She approaches the general, in her assistant form, which has very little in regards to weaponry.]

Do you need help? ++

++ say, calm and composed, and of course, her sisters roll their eyes and let their youngest sibling decide the fate of the stranger. Sonata was a strange one. The only one out of the four creations that had some form of empathy and emotional detection. She descends down the outer wall ++