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vivala2025-04-07 08:34 am
upupatomway) wrote in vivala2025-04-07 08:34 am
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Uncertain Heart [Open]
Soldiers take stock of weapons and ammunition, mechanics are in and out of the armor workshop, all in anticipation of the movement on Vindess that leaders are discussing. Atom had finished reading another magic book and in practice at the target range, he leaves targets quickly fried to a crisp by electricity. He had faced monsters here, he had faced other monsters and robots at home. Logically, he is ready to join the battle.
He had never attacked a human though. At home, it was against the law for a robot to seriously harm or kill a human, even in self-defense. He had always been under the watchful eye of the public as a representative of the robot race, and labeled a hero after saving people from accidents. He delayed the bad humans until the police arrived. There are definitely parallels between the slavery in the Empire and the slavery of robots, but this is a different world with different rules, and he is aware of what participating in battle might mean.
He isn't sure what the right thing to do is.
He decides to seek out someone who might have more battle experience to give him perspective. The Vault has a few possible candidates, but he also makes a point of visiting Flotsam where there are warriors abound. Atom approaches an individual at lunchtime, with a drink or food in hand to offer them.
"Excuse me. Do you have some time to have lunch and talk? I might be assigned to the front in the next battle, and I could use some advice from someone more experienced facing the Imperials." He asks politely.
He had never attacked a human though. At home, it was against the law for a robot to seriously harm or kill a human, even in self-defense. He had always been under the watchful eye of the public as a representative of the robot race, and labeled a hero after saving people from accidents. He delayed the bad humans until the police arrived. There are definitely parallels between the slavery in the Empire and the slavery of robots, but this is a different world with different rules, and he is aware of what participating in battle might mean.
He isn't sure what the right thing to do is.
He decides to seek out someone who might have more battle experience to give him perspective. The Vault has a few possible candidates, but he also makes a point of visiting Flotsam where there are warriors abound. Atom approaches an individual at lunchtime, with a drink or food in hand to offer them.
"Excuse me. Do you have some time to have lunch and talk? I might be assigned to the front in the next battle, and I could use some advice from someone more experienced facing the Imperials." He asks politely.
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It's okay, it's a brief summary of the team. Atom doesn't need to know everything just yet. Raph is happy to hear that Atom also helps the public whenever he can, only to look slightly puzzled while nodding his head. "Hey, heroics come in every shape an' size. On occasion still counts– wait, hold up, what do you mean by 'built'? Aren't you a human?"
The moment passes, however. "Funny story, actually!" Being faced with a serious question causes the turtle to utter a short laugh of sorts – not one of mirth, but one more in line with nervousness. "The long-short of it is I could've been! But I didn't! Raph's been a ninja his whole life."
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Atom shakes his head. "I'm a robot. That's why I can do things that humans can't do. Like fly. Being strong or flying happen to be helpful for helping people in danger." He laughs and tilts his head. "Now I'm the one with a surprised question! You're a real life ninja? They used to have them where I'm from, but not in recent years."