𝐈’𝐦 𝐑𝐎𝐙𝐙𝐔𝐌 𝟕𝟏𝟑𝟒 .ᐟ
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❪ 20 minutes passed and a nutty, earthy, and sweet aroma filled the home. The scent also had some smokiness in it.
Roz removed the now roasted chestnuts from the open flame and placed the pan beside her, peeling them carefully as steam emitted from them. ❫
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I did! I made a few earlier. Sevy wanted some treats to give to their friend group, and I was more than happy to help. No one can resist muffins.
[Sev bounces very slightly.]
'It was awesome. :]'
❪ Roz looked over at Gemb, then at the muffin that looked too beautiful to be store bought! It must have been handmade, there’s no doubt.
She’d look at Sev for a moment, a small chuckle leaving her before speaking up. ❫
❝ You cook too…? I presume you made that muffin as well? ❞
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❪ 20 minutes passed and a nutty, earthy, and sweet aroma filled the home. The scent also had some smokiness in it.
Roz removed the now roasted chestnuts from the open flame and placed the pan beside her, peeling them carefully as steam emitted from them. ❫
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❪ Roz eventually stopped not too far from her, the radar caught something nearby. She looked around, then gazed at the base of the tree, perking up.
Towering, over 7 feet tall, yet she didn’t seem hostile. ❫
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She didn't know what to do-]
❪ Suddenly, the shifting of the blades of grass was heard, accompanied by heavy steps.
Roz wasn’t quite aware of the cookie hidden behind a tree, too distracted by admiring the nature before her. ❫
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❪ Roz eventually stopped not too far from her, the radar caught something nearby. She looked around, then gazed at the base of the tree, perking up.
Towering, over 7 feet tall, yet she didn’t seem hostile. ❫
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❝ Just…like me? What do you mean? ❞
❪ Roz grew even more confused. She’s…not a Worker Drone, not even a variant model! She didn’t understand what he was implying. ❫
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“Only… much smaller than you are!”
❪ She’s just as confused! Roz hasn’t been mistaken for a different type of robot before, usually standing out. ❫
❝ I’m not entirely sure what a worker drone is, either… ❞
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❝ Just…like me? What do you mean? ❞
❪ Roz grew even more confused. She’s…not a Worker Drone, not even a variant model! She didn’t understand what he was implying. ❫
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❪ She’s just as confused! Roz hasn’t been mistaken for a different type of robot before, usually standing out. ❫
❝ I’m not entirely sure what a worker drone is, either… ❞
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“I don’t know, you kinda look like one to me… Ahhh, but who am I kidding? I can always get things wrong sometimes.”
❪ A small head tilt, this one reminded her of K…is he also a drone too? ❫
❝ I’m sorry, but I’m not a drone. ❞
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❪ She’s just as confused! Roz hasn’t been mistaken for a different type of robot before, usually standing out. ❫
❝ I’m not entirely sure what a worker drone is, either… ❞
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❪ Suddenly, the shifting of the blades of grass was heard, accompanied by heavy steps.
Roz wasn’t quite aware of the cookie hidden behind a tree, too distracted by admiring the nature before her. ❫
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[-She's not used to walking around in the tall grass,
Which led to her getting completely lost in the forest, she just hid underneath a tree, thinking,
Probably planning-]
❪ Suddenly, the shifting of the blades of grass was heard, accompanied by heavy steps.
Roz wasn’t quite aware of the cookie hidden behind a tree, too distracted by admiring the nature before her. ❫
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❪ Roz perked up, pretty surprised by his inquiry, but honored to be an example of sentience. Pure sentience. ❫
❝ O-Of course. I don’t mind. ❞
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❪ Roz perked up, pretty surprised by his inquiry, but honored to be an example of sentience. Pure sentience. ❫
❝ O-Of course. I don’t mind. ❞
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❪ Roz looked over at Gemb, then at the muffin that looked too beautiful to be store bought! It must have been handmade, there’s no doubt.
She’d look at Sev for a moment, a small chuckle leaving her before speaking up. ❫
❝ You cook too…? I presume you made that muffin as well? ❞
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They watch me when I cook, too. Must've taken a liking.
❪ Roz looked over, her gaze gentle with an air of maternity in it. Carefully, she’d move the roasting pan side to side a little, making sure one didn’t fall as she spoke up. ❫
❝ Be careful, little one. ❞
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❪ Roz looked over at Gemb, then at the muffin that looked too beautiful to be store bought! It must have been handmade, there’s no doubt.
She’d look at Sev for a moment, a small chuckle leaving her before speaking up. ❫
❝ You cook too…? I presume you made that muffin as well? ❞
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❪ Roz entered and lit up the stone pit in the middle of the room with a small laser, taking a seat nearby as the flames slowly grew, crackling gently. ❫
❝ Take your time. ❞
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Going in first, spotting the bed and immediately going to sit down. He takes the moment to check up on his incision. Sighing slightly in relief.
"Uh.. okay. I should probably explain first."
❝ Yes, made with love. ❞
❪ There is! It was Fink’s bed, but she’ll let him rest there for now. Hopefully he’ll understand! Roz stood near the entrance, wanting him to enter first. ❫
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❪ Roz entered and lit up the stone pit in the middle of the room with a small laser, taking a seat nearby as the flames slowly grew, crackling gently. ❫
❝ Take your time. ❞
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❪ A small head tilt, this one reminded her of K…is he also a drone too? ❫
❝ I’m sorry, but I’m not a drone. ❞
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❪ A small head tilt, this one reminded her of K…is he also a drone too? ❫
❝ I’m sorry, but I’m not a drone. ❞
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❝ Yes, made with love. ❞
❪ There is! It was Fink’s bed, but she’ll let him rest there for now. Hopefully he’ll understand! Roz stood near the entrance, wanting him to enter first. ❫
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Looking with wide eyes.
He's really hoping there's a spot to rest inside.
❪ When the trees grew less and less frequent, a big field stretched before them and in the midst of it was a big, dome-shaped home made by intertwined, large branches with neatly placed stones as the doorframe.
As if on cue, a cold wind swept by. ❫
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❝ Yes, made with love. ❞
❪ There is! It was Fink’s bed, but she’ll let him rest there for now. Hopefully he’ll understand! Roz stood near the entrance, wanting him to enter first. ❫
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❪ When the trees grew less and less frequent, a big field stretched before them and in the midst of it was a big, dome-shaped home made by intertwined, large branches with neatly placed stones as the doorframe.
As if on cue, a cold wind swept by. ❫
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❪ Roz looked back every now and then as she walked carefully through the foliage, making sure he was okay. ❫
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❪ When the trees grew less and less frequent, a big field stretched before them and in the midst of it was a big, dome-shaped home made by intertwined, large branches with neatly placed stones as the doorframe.
As if on cue, a cold wind swept by. ❫
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❪ Roz looked over, her gaze gentle with an air of maternity in it. Carefully, she’d move the roasting pan side to side a little, making sure one didn’t fall as she spoke up. ❫
❝ Be careful, little one. ❞
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During the roasting, though, Sev rolls a little closer out of curiosity. Cooking interested them.]
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❪ Roz looked over, her gaze gentle with an air of maternity in it. Carefully, she’d move the roasting pan side to side a little, making sure one didn’t fall as she spoke up. ❫
❝ Be careful, little one. ❞
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❪ Roz nodded, taking a seat herself as she began to score the Chestnuts, one by one with a finger that transformed into a small blade. The Chestnuts were plump and very shiny, she knew how to pick the best ones!
When she finished, she grabbed a roasting pan she made herself and
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Ah.. we don't mind the wait. I have an appetizer or two in this pocket, I think.
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❪ Roz nodded, taking a seat herself as she began to score the Chestnuts, one by one with a finger that transformed into a small blade. The Chestnuts were plump and very shiny, she knew how to pick the best ones!
When she finished, she grabbed a roasting pan she made herself and
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❪ She slowly shook her head. ❫
❝ It’s— not. ❞
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「 Thank you! Uhm, normally I'd ask how old you are, but I'm not sure if that's the same with robots. 」
❝ R-O-Z. Roz. ❞
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❪ She slowly shook her head. ❫
❝ It’s— not. ❞
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❪ Roz looked back every now and then as she walked carefully through the foliage, making sure he was okay. ❫
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Following her, arms wrapped around himself. He didn't exactly look that great, with messy fur and hair.
❪ Roz stood back up on her feet, hands at her sides as she slowly nodded. ❫
❝ Of course. ❞
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❪ Roz looked back every now and then as she walked carefully through the foliage, making sure he was okay. ❫
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❪ Roz spoke up, her voice suddenly very strong, which indicated slight anger. And…she’s rarely angry, kinda scary if you think about it.
But she wasn’t angry at K, but at the company who would even think of doing something so terrible. Her sympathy only grew stronger. ❫
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“ This place is so nice. I really don’t want to accidentally be the reason that all of this gets messed up… “
❪ Roz spoke up, her voice suddenly very strong, which indicated slight anger. And…she’s rarely angry, kinda scary if you think about it.
But she wasn’t angry at K, but at the company who would even think of doing something so terrible. Her sympathy only grew stronger. ❫
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❝ R-O-Z. Roz. ❞
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❝ I go by Roz. ❞
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❝ R-O-Z. Roz. ❞
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❪ Roz stood back up on her feet, hands at her sides as she slowly nodded. ❫
❝ Of course. ❞
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Getting up to his feet again.
"Look.. there's a lot on my mind. Can we go somewhere warmer to talk?"
❪ Roz was a little confused. Overbearing, as in caring too much for his wellbeing? ❫
❝ Overbearing? Tearing stitches is a pretty serious problem… ❞
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❪ Roz stood back up on her feet, hands at her sides as she slowly nodded. ❫
❝ Of course. ❞
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❝ I go by Roz. ❞
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❪ Blinking a few times, watching him write things down from a clipboard that materialized out of nowhere. Interesting…but also kinda odd. Where did it even come from?
Roz’s optics had confusion written all over them. ❫
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❝ I go by Roz. ❞
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❪ Roz was a little confused. Overbearing, as in caring too much for his wellbeing? ❫
❝ Overbearing? Tearing stitches is a pretty serious problem… ❞
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❝ Why…? Did something happen? ❞
❪ Roz spoke up carefully, hesitantly. She didn’t want to strike a nerve. Her eyes carefully observed him. ❫
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❪ Roz was a little confused. Overbearing, as in caring too much for his wellbeing? ❫
❝ Overbearing? Tearing stitches is a pretty serious problem… ❞
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