The light that streamed in the windows seemed thin to Aigis. She knew that light was made of waves and could not rightly be touched, but this human body gave her a different perspective on things. Particularly things that she could "see" and "feel." She didn't understand art in the least, but she found herself growing more curious about nature and the aesthetic side to things the more time she spent in this body. Perhaps she was becoming complacent with how things in the institute were operated.
That very thought frightened her. She could never become a willing puppet of the institute and yet... And yet Aigis could not shake the feeling that that may well be where things were turning. Hadn't she just the night before admitted to Sechs that she was in some ways thankful for what Landel had done?
Her new heart thudded in her chest unexpectedly then, and Aigis reached up, clenching at the gray neckline.
no subject
The light that streamed in the windows seemed thin to Aigis. She knew that light was made of waves and could not rightly be touched, but this human body gave her a different perspective on things. Particularly things that she could "see" and "feel." She didn't understand art in the least, but she found herself growing more curious about nature and the aesthetic side to things the more time she spent in this body. Perhaps she was becoming complacent with how things in the institute were operated.
That very thought frightened her. She could never become a willing puppet of the institute and yet... And yet Aigis could not shake the feeling that that may well be where things were turning. Hadn't she just the night before admitted to Sechs that she was in some ways thankful for what Landel had done?
Her new heart thudded in her chest unexpectedly then, and Aigis reached up, clenching at the gray neckline.
[for The Doctor~]