text; un: tsuna27

[theskyaccepts]

[This is probably a bad idea. And ill-advised.

But it's been on his mind, and it's time he did something. If only for himself.

it said it believed in him once. The least he can do is return that belief.]

Um...AI-san?

Are you...still out there? Are you okay?

[He doesn't expect a response, but it's there.]

text; un: firecracker

[cactusy]

[Shaw is not a social media user, and when it comes to intel-gathering, she'd much rather do it in person; someone else (hint: this means you, Root) can keep tabs on the simulation's weird-ass internet. Not her circus, not her monkeys.

Except right now, she's holed up in the apartment Root's stashed her in, physically and emotionally exhausted but with her brain still moving a mile a minute. So, okay, she'll pull out her tablet. She'll play a few (or ten) rounds of Snake. And then she'll take a peek at the network.

Two of the most recent posts are lengthy musings on philosophy. Goddammit.]

you're all excruciating