log; and then everyone died

[subservience]

[... Jiros is actually not quite sure what to do in this situation. Or about being dead, really. His thoughts are somewhere along the lines of '... well, shit' and 'damn' and 'I guess I'm dead'.

...

Oh, and he's being attacked by frogs. That's kind of important too.

SO YEAH RUNNING LIKE THE WIND and half-looking for someone to partner up with though really how is he supposed to tell who else is dead—]

Comments

[subservience]

[logic does not work very well when Jiros is in robot!mode, fyi—]

... If I were in trouble, would you not assist me if I made any sort of indication that I was in need of help...?

[inexistence]

Oh, it's a three step process. For your information, helping comes third, and name-screaming comes second. [ he's having too much fun with this-- ]

[subservience]

[What the hell?

HE'S PRETTY SURE IT DOESN'T WORK THAT WAY stop confusing him.]

I... believe that perhaps you have inaccurate information.

[Jiros also has no sense of humour when in robot!mode—]

[inexistence]

No, I'm right. Don't you want to know what comes first?

[ in the three-step process? ]

[subservience]

[...]

Ah...

[He just kind of stares blankly because he's not sure if he does want to know...]

[inexistence]

[ he flashes a suggestive smile, pausing.

then he chuckles. ]

Assessing the situation. [ and here, he folds his fingers. ] I'm sorry, but I hope you weren't expecting me to just jump in. I'm not a big fan of reckless actions and self-martyring.

[subservience]

[There is a long pause, as Jiros mulls over this.

And then—]

... I do not see how this is related to how I refer to you.

[inexistence]

Me neither! [ /cheerfully!! he makes a telephone gesture next to his head-- ]

So just call me Andy, maybe?

[subservience]

[He just looks completely and utterly blank at that because what are you doing...]

... If that is your request.

[He's probably going to call him by his full name by accident—]

[inexistence]

[ jiros, you're no fun-- though part of the fun is that you have no idea what's going on. ]

What a formal guy.

[subservience]

[...]

I apologize if it bothers you.

[inexistence]

Not at all. In fact, I'm having a lot of fun at your expense.

[ /straightest face-- ]

[subservience]

[...

... Opening his mouth!

...

... Closing his mouth!

...

Congrats, Celandine. Even if it wasn't out loud, Jiros just called you something not very nice inside his head.]

[inexistence]

[ as though he can read your mind, he grins. slowly. ]

If it bothers you that much, do say it aloud next time.

[ nope he can't actually read your mind, but-- man, it's kind of written all over your face, jiros. ]

[subservience]

... I believe you are mistaken. I am unaware of... what you are referring to.

[haaaaaaaaaaaate]

[inexistence]

Of course. [ raising his hands up half-way in a gesture of mock surrender! ]

You've no idea at all.

[subservience]

[hnnnnnnnngh—

There's a slight tensing in his shoulders as he forces himself not to react.]

... That is correct.

[1/2]

[inexistence]

[ just a smile, clean. and he'll let the topic sink.

just in time, too. because what's this feeling? ]

[2/2]

[inexistence]

... we're being watched.

[subservience]

... Indeed.

[He glances around, as he gets that same feeling.]

Perhaps there was merit to your theory...

[inexistence]

[ he snorts. dryly-- ] What can I say? I'm just full of accurate theories.

Does it feel hostile to you?

[subservience]

It doesn't feel pleasant, no.

[inexistence]

Then we might be in a whole lot of trouble.

[ as if on cue, there's a large noise materializing to their left-- it's a beaaaarrrrrrrr ]

[subservience]

[... welp he's not sure how he feels about this guy having his back, but.

Withdrawing his daggers!]

... It would seem that way. Get ready.

[On the bright side, he's talking less like a robot right now—]

[inexistence]

[ ... somehow, it would suck a whole lot if the only time you talked like a human being was if they were in danger. but he'll whine about that later. for now, they have something more pressing to attend to. AKA trying very hard not to die. again.

this is celandine's motivated face (protip, it doesn't even remotely resembles motivated). he kind of sticks his hands in his pockets, and slides into position behind jiros. ]

Got a plan? Or is it just stab-and-go from here on out?