3rd Battery [Video]

[gunkonmyboot]

[Video; morning]

[As the video begins to play, Seventeen is looking down at the journal with arms crossing while tapping his finger on the side. For someone who's been gone for a week, he's not entirely upset.]

Okay, to anyone who was kidnapped by the Malnosso in the past, were there any cases with experiments being permanent and not temporary?

[A sigh escapes still in disbelief. Who is he kidding? He closes his eyes and tilts his head a little higher. He shifts his eyes back to the book.]

If you can't answer that, at least answer some recommendation on food. I'm starving.

Comments

[stilldontgotit]

Well, it saved me a couple headaches, anyway. Imagine having to tell someone that you're a twenty year old stuck in a sixteen year old body.

[Keeping track of your age when body and mind don't match up would be odd.]

[gunkonmyboot]

[Well, even back home he's no different. Androids don't age. Sorry if there's a grin there.]

Believe me, I can. Not to mention annoying.

[stilldontgotit]

Wait, you mean it's happened to you?

[Riku raises an eyebrow, curiosity piqued. So had this guy been tossed around, or was there more to it? Riku hasn't quite realized that he's an android yet.]

[gunkonmyboot]

Sort of. No matter how many years will pass, I'll still be like this.

[stilldontgotit]

Huh. So are you some kind of immortal?

[A good, maybe? Demigod? Something else entirely? Either way, #17's definitely got his interest.]

[gunkonmyboot]

Only if they manage not to kill me.

[He breathes.]

I'm an android. [Well, cyborg to be exact.]

[stilldontgotit]

An android? Huh, must be some advanced technology: you look just like a human.

[Then again, he's met computer programs that look like humans in jump suits. Maybe it's not a stretch.]

[gunkonmyboot]

Just more awesome, younger, and the best model there is.

[Pride boasted.]

[stilldontgotit]

Oh yeah? So what sets you apart from the rest?

[He smirks. This he's gotta hear...]

[gunkonmyboot]

Stamina.

[Smirk right back at ya. Because right now, keeping up with his breath feels like a chore.]